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tired of being the way i am
i try so hard to change
but i get put down for things

I did in past being crushed
by the ones i love and
hurt by them.

my heart breaks cause
of them not trusting me
hurt by the past i had

crush by the pain of
being locked up in
this please i call home

in a prison of being controlled
dying slowly in pain of  what i
diverse from everything i have done

wanting to just fade away in to nothing
and have things forgotten and die down
i can never be free never do things

I wish i could do have nothing more then
dream that will never come true. Crying
out the sorrows that i hold in me.

They know they need to let me go but
they dont let me be the one who wants
to be free. I am the dark sheep that does

not belong in this world
a world that i will not be able to take anymore
a world that will beat me down until i die and be

forgotten with nothing to my name
nothing to keep me going anymore
nothing to make me feel i have

more to do. When all i see is darkness
and broken shards of me. I take
the shard of what used to be

the person i once was
now just bleeding out
with fresh broken pieces of

that i was and be crush under
the weight of family and
life. What life do i have?

the life of being in a bird cage
for the remands of my life
now i shatter of the dark of night.

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