And Through It All
I sit alone surrounded by the dark
As all of these thoughts rush right through my brain
All that's heard are my screams, yells, and my barks
And once the clouds turn gray it starts to rain
Fighting and screaming just looking to cry
As they sit there laughing at my expense
And all I see is hatrid in their eyes
Their reactions ar merely just suspense
Anxiety had now controlled my life
The pain and fears would strike at any time
As if only being stabbed with a knife
All this worry should really be a crime
This all could have been seen as a plea
But through it all I've found the real me.
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