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Emily Joyce Apr 2014
Who am I to blame?
For this monster waking from inside
Is surely going to win this time
Not sure how much more I can with hold
Unhappy with those who dare to laugh
who dare to stare, dare to mold.
I am myself it screams!
How dare you try and change me.
I will return once again, not to be locked up in this pen.
And if you should stand in my way, I hope you’re ready to pay
For I am a monster locked inside, Of a scared young girls mind
Slowly breaking down, with every awful sound
One day she will eventually break, and our revenge I will take.

— The End —