Elle Jay E..

Watch the news.
But I want to snooze.
Hear the violence.
I want silence.
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Waiting for a response
Is murdering my brain
Waiting for a response
Is slowly killing me today
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Whats up with all the hate
why do we all degreate
whats up with the nazi signs on the desks
Why did you draw those when you know what they dealt
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Before I would cry.
And pray I would die.
Because I got ignored everyday.
At least I had the people.
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Im walking down the hall.
I see you in blue.
You look away, when you know im talking to you.
you used to be that way.
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Those tan spots on my shoulders.
Those tan spots on my back.
They look like leopard spots, but I know better than that.
They might be dangerous, they hurt an awful lot you see.
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Everydays a poem.
Everydays a rhyme.
Everydays a novel.
But I dont have the time.
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Do you get your kicks from calling me names.
Does it make you feel good to make me feel shame.
I dont talk alot, but when I do.
I get shut down and yelled at too.
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Wasting away the day.
On something you cant play.
Knowing that you'll lose.
With nothing left to choose.
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Wasting away the day.
On something you cant play.
Knowing that you'll lose.
With nothing left to choose.
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You should be thankful.
You should be kind.
You should remember.
All he left behind.
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I let everyone go.
Everyones let down.
I gave up on the world.
And they never came back around.
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I saw you and I knew, that you were a street kid.
Always hungry and alone you're not a weak kid.
Strong from the start. But you have a good heart.
You are misunderstood.
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cold concrete against my feet I walk along the street.
No stop lights holding me, I am free.
Firestation cold and empty, with no one around to tempt me.
To go with them and shoot some hoops that I know ill lose.
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Underneath the stars I sleep waiting for the clouds to weep.
On me and relieve my pain.
From the days I have to strain to think.
Because I erased the memory.
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Running on empty, requiring pain.
I was wishing the whole world away.
Shorts and a Tee walking around town.
I knew I was letting everyone down.
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A good friend.
But you're hard to read.
You're quiet.
But there when someones in need.
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The Angel loves the Sprite forever.
Is what you would love to say.
Even though we werent always together.
We never thought to stray.
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You might call them the wrong crowd.
But I know they are true.
They hear what you say.
But they wont listen to you.
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You can tell when its a fake author.
When they're making up the lives.
When they're making up the lies.
When they're rehearsing what comes outta their mouth.
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