(August 4,1990 / Cgicago, IL)

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Sick

Sick of everyone looking at me like i crazy
when it is them that is really sick
they act like nothing is wrong and get mad when i show my feeling
please dont hate me you sick child

they are worried about what everyone else will think
i dont care because you told me i could do anything i want to do
now they sick of me and just want me to disapper
just like you did

they got sick of you
you got mad and told them would live ur life any way u wanted to
God said your time is up
now everyone weeping
i'm sick because i want to talk you
i pray that oneday i will join you and leave this sick world

Submitted: Thursday, September 11, 2008


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