THE SHORTYS: "Body" (ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕞)

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I am trapped in this body and cannot escape.
My mind is a prison, where bad thoughts take shape.
I wish I was normal, I wish I was human,
That pain wasn't a language in which I was fluent.
I look in the mirror and hate what I see:
A pitiful creature, a monster, a freak.
I want to claw my eyes out and bleed.
I want to be buried, I want to be freed.
Get me out of this fragile and disfigured body.
It breaks and it hurts and it I hate it so badly.
Why am I here? Please get me out.
I want to sew my lips shut and to shout.
With a knife in my hand, my life is at stake.
I am trapped in this body and cannot escape.

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