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Where You Belong

I put my hand out to find just space
those I'd help nowhere to trace
learnt my judgement was misplaced
oh how good bonds go to waste 

finding out it's all one way
false personas ran the play 
fake facades fade to grey 
actions don't match what they say

and I stand striped 
a nudie dude
as hands don't grip
a rude delude

everything I had is gone 
they all say I get things wrong
as their dance don't fit my song 
I'll put steps where I belong 

wonder why I write these words
they have group hugs and a herd
reassurance does occur
but nothing true to how we were 

believe the worst that I smoke crack 
tell the world as though a fact
blind delusion lacking tact
whilst others see your desperate act 

and you forget I know you all 
limited and predictable 
easy routes which move the fool
comfortable in cotton wool

but the herd still gets hunted
individually confronted 
quick to shed consulted fronting 
as bottoms sheered receive a punting 

as that hole in your very face
is seen a maker of bull waste
goals through fouls not to taste
when all see you a fowl disgrace

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