another brick in the wall

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
i'm not explaining this one. enjoy

Submitted: December 05, 2011

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Submitted: December 05, 2011



maybe i'm a liittle twisted,
a bit fucked in the head,
but it's really all your fault,
you make me wish i was dead.

you laugh when i need comfort,
you scream when i cry,
so maybe when i give in,
you'll sob when i die.

you'll never know the feeling,
of being all alone,
when what you need the most,
is just a safe home.

instead you make me fear,
coming home each day,
making me stay quiet,
never knowing what to say.

so maybe if i give up,
and drag this knife across my throat,
then you'll know it's true,
all the things i once wrote.

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