Born
Not right
Growing up
Not right
Knife cutting bread
My parents didn't like my food
They used butter on me
It hurts
Punch kick run
I can't run away
It's not a hobby to cut the bread
They can't know what I like
I hide
Can't come out of the closet
I think I will get rid of the rotten bread
But she won't like it
Life is almost over
There is an expire date
And it is almost over
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I HOPE YOU LIKED MY emo tHING
BYE!
