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My "Friends"
My Voice Rendered Useless
I Scream And I Shout,
I Try To Call,
Ask For Help,
But Nothing Comes Out..
You All See Me Standing There
But You Choose To Ignore Me,
You Choose To Walk On,
You Choose Not To See Me..
I Beg For Your Help,
I Just Wish They’d See,
The Pain And The Anger,
That There Causing Me..
They Look At Me Once,
Then Turn Away,
Why Won’t They Help,
Why Won’t They Stay..
I Feel So Diseased,
Dirty, Repulsive,
Grubby, Disgusting,
Filthy, Revolting..
They Don’t Want To Help,
Can This Really Be Right,
I’m So Sick And Tired,
To Continue This Fight..
I Do All That I Can,
Go Out Of My Way,
To Look After These People,
And Help Them Each Day,
Do All That I Can,
And More,
I’ll Do Everything For Them,
They Take All They Can,
Like A Blood Thirsty Blind Man..
For Maybe They See
Things Very Different From Me,
Maybe They Try,
Maybe They Speak,
Maybe They Email Or Text Me Each Week,
But I Don’t See Them,
Or Hear Them At All,
I See Heartless Two Faced People,
Who Just Want It All..
Take Take Take,
Like A Blood Sucking Leech,
Trying To Keep,
Out Of Ones Reach..
Well Fuck You People,
I Don’t Need You,
You Say Your My Friends,
You Say That You Care,
You Make Out
That Your Always Be There,
Well Where Are You Now,
When Things Get Tough,
Where Are You Now,
No Where To Be Seen,
Strangely Enough..
Well I Don’t Need You,
Run Along With Ya Happy Lives,
Living In Your Bubble
With Ya Perfect Wives
Fu*k You!
I Scream And I Shout,
I Try To Call,
Ask For Help,
But Nothing Comes Out..
You All See Me Standing There
But You Choose To Ignore Me,
You Choose To Walk On,
You Choose Not To See Me..
I Beg For Your Help,
I Just Wish They’d See,
The Pain And The Anger,
That There Causing Me..
They Look At Me Once,
Then Turn Away,
Why Won’t They Help,
Why Won’t They Stay..
I Feel So Diseased,
Dirty, Repulsive,
Grubby, Disgusting,
Filthy, Revolting..
They Don’t Want To Help,
Can This Really Be Right,
I’m So Sick And Tired,
To Continue This Fight..
I Do All That I Can,
Go Out Of My Way,
To Look After These People,
And Help Them Each Day,
Do All That I Can,
And More,
I’ll Do Everything For Them,
They Take All They Can,
Like A Blood Thirsty Blind Man..
For Maybe They See
Things Very Different From Me,
Maybe They Try,
Maybe They Speak,
Maybe They Email Or Text Me Each Week,
But I Don’t See Them,
Or Hear Them At All,
I See Heartless Two Faced People,
Who Just Want It All..
Take Take Take,
Like A Blood Sucking Leech,
Trying To Keep,
Out Of Ones Reach..
Well Fuck You People,
I Don’t Need You,
You Say Your My Friends,
You Say That You Care,
You Make Out
That Your Always Be There,
Well Where Are You Now,
When Things Get Tough,
Where Are You Now,
No Where To Be Seen,
Strangely Enough..
Well I Don’t Need You,
Run Along With Ya Happy Lives,
Living In Your Bubble
With Ya Perfect Wives
Fu*k You!
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