Who Am I
Somebody help get through this nightmare,
If im not the real me
Who have i become
And who am i really,
This is so confusing
I cant escape this hell
All from the abusing,
Im so lost
Does anyone care,
No longer the same
Is anyone there,
I rise just to fall again
Im falling apart
How do i come undone
Here in the dark,
Whats real and whats not
Whats left of me,
In this big overwhelming knot.
Who do I auta be,
Who am i not,
Do i change n be the real me
Or do i become someone else
who am i suppose to be
If only i knew what cud have been
Who and what i would become
If not for the abuse
If i wasn't undone
My brain has been played with too many times,
I try to figure out things
By writin' em rhymes,
Im tired,
Tired of feeling so confused
Tired of feeling so awful
Tired of being abused.
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