i haven't made up my mind weather to live or die
i wanna choose to live
but me body chooses to die
i wanna be able to walk
but im stuck in the dark with no sign of light to guide my way
theirs no hand to bare the help i need stand up and break free from the mind of 17 the trapped and chained the mentally insane
the ones that moan and yelp but cant speak the ... more »
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