Quiet Poetry Lounge : depressed feelings pt. 3

sheikdadon

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im da ***** dat ppl would hate 2 be
so many trials n life tired of cats blamin me
inside im breakin like ****** up bricks
call me a broke toilet cuz i tote ****
i feel like my ancestors im enslaved
im cut up without whips n blades
aint a alchoholic but i drink everyday
i live da world u read on this page
my eyes red cuz of da blood my cuts shed
tears supressd pain that rome but never left
no choice but 2 be a deep person
superficial can never b im 2 busy hurtn
hatin life n depressing feelings
want 2 lay it down. quit dealing
gotta get n pull it 2gether but it fell
inner demons makin sure im prepared fa hell
good hygiene but im filthy wit tar n sand
only excuse cuz ppl keep washin they hands
im seriously hurtn **** i gotta hide
look in my face pain is evident in my eyes
aint no anesthesia for the **** i feel daily
it didnt kill me but i aint likin wut it made me
i done did so much dirt cuz of da ills on my mind
aint a crook but society would give me med time
always been filled wit hate since i was a yungn
never no love not for me naww dog no consoling
im tired of this monotonous ben stine ish
cant focus btrayed again by some ****
like a pregnant chick its mornin n im sick
**** its depressn me so i know u feel it
dont pacify me n say ud take it away
cuz i got stocks in pain that i could put on ya tray
i just want to sleep without da nitemares
wanna be a female witout feeling inadequate n scared
its true i dont even feel secure in my own skin
how da **** could i be abandoned again
2 b cont'd
 

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