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Cutting ties

I'm sorry but yes in my eyes they're honestly freaks.

Judging me while I wheep, shouting at me what they can't understand to them is defeat..

Coming in my home, wiping their feet, yet before I had my home they'd shut me down and shout at me to obey orders.

Now I stand with my own home brave, they come and tarnish, marking my ways because they don't see what I do within the days.

I hate them, I beginning to, I'm realising why I want to be alone.

I talk and get Ignored, they laugh and moan, point fingers while storming around this town.

This town in trying to love and reconnect with, they take the thread and cut it.

Scare me half to death, me only a woman, me only a girl.

I admit now I will hit back but I never wanted to, I admit now I argue back but I never wanted to..

I admit I spoke alot when I didn't intend to, spit of more than I could chew.

Got ridiculed for feeling to much, dreaming to much, to many colours for this dark world, a world of dark fantasy and selfish illusion.

I becomes toy they call confusion. Corrupting my path, I cut the ties and have the last laugh .
Written by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)
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Author's Note
Never real.
Never there.
Never found.
Never cared
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