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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Personal · #869280
Just a thought i had at work one day that i thought people could relate to.
Just let me be
Just let me bleed
A blind man can see
But you choose to be blind,
To the mask i wear to hide whats behind
The empty hollow pit of sorrow that is my mind

You try to control me,
While you push me away
Pulling the noose tighter around my neck

In your world all my dreams are like insects
You mash and stomp on them,
Thinking they"ll go Away
Hoping I'll take my dreams and retract
Now understand some cause and effect
the more you stomp the more I fight back

I wont let you hold me down
I wont give up and drown
But my only solice might be underground

Maybe just this once I can finish what I start
Maybe then you'll be a little proud
Maybe then I'll feel your love
And maybe then you'll feel my pain
Look at me in that box
it was you that put me there
Yes it was you and you it was all of you

And now I leave you with a thought
What if I had bought
Into your idea that should be me
Would it change the outcome
Would I still be free
Would you have loved me a little more
Would you have given me more chances
Instead of wicked glances
Would your mind have been as open as your mouth
Its sad to say i think its true
This is who i blame
ITS YOU AND YOU ITS ALL OF YOU
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