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What a pretty picture I have
for all the world to see.
It’s painted black and blue
and the gray part, that’s me.

Every color that is chosen
blend well with one another
and when I get upset
red overrides the others.

No one sees the real me
No one knows me for myself.
When I come to them for help
they put the problem on a shelf.

The people that I hurt,
the people I push away,
the ones I put my trust in
are the ones that betray.

I feel there is no help
for my family or for me
to save us from this selfish world
of greed and misery.

On the chance I have a good day
when things seem happy and full of light
they next day becomes too loud
and the light way too bright.

When can I stop feeling this way?
When can I just be normal?
When can my like go like the rest
with ‘business as usual’?

The things I say, the things I do
are NOT sugar coated.
The hurtful words used against me
are totally misquoted.

So the picture painted is not truly me
but a figment of my imagination,
to make you believe I live just like you
and not in the world of damnation.

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