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You were all so condescending
Because I was different as a child
How could I help it?
I was just a kid
Imagination running wild.

You caused me to hate myself
To be something that I'm not
Because that was the thing to do
Or so at least I thought

Everyone else they just belonged
No effort was given
While meanwhile from my mind
All happiness was driven.

I forced myself to build a shell
And in it I would hide
Because in there I couldn't be hurt
By people on the outside.

At first it was just a place to go
When the voices overtook
But soon it became a place to live
a corner overlooked

I've been in here for many years
Scared to be hurt again
The voices and my fears in here
Have become my only friends.

One day I dared to leave this place
Or so at least I tried
But to my great surprise
I found it locked from the outside.

It's not my choice to stay in here
I would leave if I could
But the only way the door unlocks
Is if in the world I see some good.

So I'm begging you, all the world
Don't go hating on a child
Because one day you may find
That you broke her spirit,
No longer does it run wild.

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