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Madness
I see the stage is set, ready for me to act out my fantasies I’m not happy, even in my own world; suicidal tendencies How I would love this world to crumble, smash me to bits! I am starting to go numb, crazy, and throw fits! Hate just fills my eyes, red is my vision I’d love to drive my car; cause a major collision People who stare at me in horrible ways Like I’m some kind of sick dog in a cage I sneak past the guards, I’m a shape shifter I fly under the radar, I remain unseen It doesn’t matter anyway Even in the shower I just feel so unclean! My hair is falling out; this stress is way too much I’m losing all my radiance and with it all my magic touch I was too young to lose it all so quick I have ruined my life and all I feel is sick! Between my medicines and my constant weeping Looks like death is close behind; my soul he is reaping I see a shadow all the time, it follows me around The spirit truly evil, it is madness I have found! There is always a cloud above my head Raining black ash which suffocates Everywhere I go, even while I’m in my bed I can’t breathe right as it asphyxiates Choking from this toxic cloud It’s only a matter of time before I fall Never will I see the day I am proud Madness surrounds me as I walk down this hall As a wave of anguish turns into more Depressed thoughts I once tried to ignore As the pressure builds I collapse to the floor Life leaves me rotten, tattered, and sore As the glowing light fades away Dimmer and darker becomes my day As I lay here thinking of what to say The words can’t come out; I am now dismay
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