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Blood pounding in my body, pressure up and chest convulsing,
eyes darkening with each breathe inhaled, I wish I could find something to impale All who caused me such pain, such torment and shame Every time I get knocked down I see their grins at my despair I hear their jeers when I get scared. I feel invisible but yet I can feel their icy glares. Every time I’m taunted, put down or “helped” I feel as if I’ve been shoved down a deep deep well. If I offend an innocent, sorry, but this emotion gnaws inside me Feelings of frustration, angst and retribution, I want to get even see my own constitution. Falling down and getting back up is no problem unless you keep shoveling on dirt. You can’t see my hurt, just feel my outlash, touch the pain, and look at an outcast. Not fitting in, never going to, even if I do not sure that I want to. Not going to mold, or conform to the world, not a good enough Christian, I keep on prayin and wishin I go on and on, daily tasks running around behind my mask. Putting on my show, my aires and glows, watch me closely and you’ll know, deep inside this hate grows. Its never going to stop, I can’t unleash it or I’ll drop. Because then my life will be over I’ll be dead or in prison my rage going so far overseeing my vision. Next time you say something to critique watch your words, I can take most, but some is absurd My heart made of stone is morphing into bone.
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