The only place
that allows me to be me.
The only place
that i am finally free.
To escape everyone
even if they walk in.
Th doctors in coats
injecting their drugs.
Sadly enough
i couldnt ask for a hug.
All i wanted was to be loved
but insted only got a cry for help.
Being alone...
and tied in my thoughts.
I really don't know
how to end this poem.
All i know is...
i'm in a padded room
tie in a straightjacket
ready to crack.
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
The only place
that allows me to be me.
The only place
that i am finally free.
To escape everyone
even if they walk in.
Th doctors in coats
injecting their drugs.
Sadly enough
i couldnt ask for a hug.
All i wanted was to be loved
but insted only got a cry for help.
Being alone...
and tied in my thoughts.
I really don't know
how to end this poem.
All i know is...
i'm in a padded room
tie in a straightjacket
ready to crack.
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