My Escape

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Judgemental stares meet my eyes

My clothes are different and my music

My music is my own style

I don't abide by the rules of society

Music is my coping device

It's how I deal with the world

My safe place for when I'm alone

No one knows what demons I keep at bay

A breather from the world

My ticket to my own little fantasy

A freedom in my own little hell

The beats keep me happy

The lyrics bring my emotions to life

My music may be disturbing

But it's my way of getting through life

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