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Power Mad Unlikeable Sad

Trekking every which way mentally mapping at pace to escape this place captured for an age with its rotten decay compacted waste attacking my taste lack hunger stray overwhelm left spaced all sense misplaced isolated and crazed now a familiar place thinking clear not spaced for years thoughts raced cause fear left crazed salt tears I taste but repressed memories have shown me those years before depressed mentality when thinking clear overwhelmed and isolated made me a victim overpowered and hated I wasn't Nick Trim became different through pain inflicted by ambush change moulded me new insane and not to push outnumbered by hunters whom failed at stealth stumped by their blunders I prevailed what dealt making failure felt their hopes rise they fell working in that hotel alone I faired well as managers managed to mismanage damage handled in a manner alike mental spanners with restricted brain span I predicted their plan the pyramid scam those dickheads ran like scum so dumb all done undone 2 against 1 I won shouldn't have done but shun made managers mad neutralized powers they had evaded their grab can't get me like that obsessed and desperate living to kick me out their stress elevates wanting to bring me down failing as their daily ideas reveal flaws as I steer in circles behind I'm over here trying to get me never near so they turn to slander slowly destroy my character the manager and the manager at the top where Hell sits under you're disgraceful human beings pathetic without honour grace or likeable traits a life so empty it bitters your beings you're shallow you're hollow you have no mates I'm what you aren't and it caused you to hate new found gracious I know where my place is far from two faces raging outrageous you're disgraces weak and feeble if we could choose who we are as people you're the last left alike P.E at school not selected just the leftover fool! I'd rather be me than someone undesirable

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