I try and try
to hide all the anger inside
put my pain in any disguise
so no one can know what resides
so all they see is my pride
every night i want to cry
i need the tears from my eyes
not the tears from my thighs
but my pride keeps it inside
everything that i hide
is all emotions that way no one can find
what is my demise
I try to find a way
so i can stay
in a reasonable state
so no one can say
or to judge the way
i am, but to remain
clueless in this place
soon anger and hate
coming out of their state
freedom is what they taste
not wanting to be incaged
they control this domain
I try to escape
the clutches of pain and hate
but they caged me in the same state
they feed me in this plate
that has a glorious revenge taste
needing to break away
begin to starve, refuse to play
not wanting a revengeful plate
overcoming pain and hate
freedom atlast... what a day
then one thing brought me back to this place
Pain and hate engulf me... its to late
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