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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I try day in and day out to escape this hell Im living a life not mine and nothing you can do can help You can say “I feel for you, I can only imagine what you're going through,” and well… Every time I hear that I feel more enclosed in this cell. Do you know what it's like to feel like a turtle in someone else's shell? There's no word to describe the things I've felt. I hurt and the cause is my own fist giving me welts. How do I save myself from myself? That's a rhetorical, nothing can; not even wealth You say things are jokes as they are ripping my skin off my scalp and going straight at my mental health. I don't want seen, I just want to be able to get by with stealth But im seen God cant you just go away with that snarky tone You look down on me like a king on a throne After the things that I've shown Id think you'd have known That the skins covering my body doesn't even belong on my bones. Its like im taking skin from the bank and calling it a lone No matter what i tell myself ill always feel like a drone Im wires and components put together to create something you can see as your own. The only person i can relate to is Sisyphus pushing the stone I hear these people telling me I've grown But I still see myself as the scared lost boy who couldn't feel comfort in their own home. There's no escape of this hell, no savior for this earth, no sisyphus for this stone, no hair for this comb, No garden for this gnome, no parts for this drone, no king for this throne. I am Alone.
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