They don't know me

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I am my own person.dragged through the mud

Submitted: April 18, 2016

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Submitted: April 18, 2016



Ten ties Ten fingers Two eyes One mouth Two hands Two feet I walk alone I talk with free thoughts So why do they feel that can tell me what to do. This is the land of the free? I'm jailed by love ones. Consumed by fasle ideas of those that walk here befor my feet set step on this concrete jungle It's not the money cars or fam. It's the ones that know ur name. The ones u smile at. That will mislead us. The ones who hold our hand That will pull us down.

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