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Intervention

But I won't soften in your arms I bristle when you touch me I won't break loose my love for you Why? Because I'm angry! You're all ganging up on me All in the name of love You lunge at me with open arms Just begging for a hug Don't any of you realize You’re pushing me away? My space is getting smaller With each boundary that I lay I feel so trapped inside this cage No shelter from the rain I'm standing at the window Just scratching at the pane Your eyes all stare in pity as I try and look away I gaze off into the sky of melancholy gray Don't tell me that I'm paranoid Don’t tell me that I'm wrong 'Cause I've known this for quite some time - I know I don't belong And when I feel the sting of your smug indignity This so-called “intervention" will be the death of me

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Date: 3/9/2017 7:36:00 AM
There are many on this plane that feel the same, help is hard to accept when it feels like an attack. Well done Gayle.
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