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Lost and Confused
Emotions kept under lock and key.
Feeling so lost and confused.
No one to ask, no way to express
Perhaps I am broken?
Is there something wrong with me?
If anyone knew, they'd call me a freak.
Sick, twisted, in need of help.
But I'm none of those things.
Right?
I'm just different, expressive, creative.
Not weird or freaky or insane.
What did I do wrong?
I don't really know.
Maybe nothing, maybe everything.
Why do I feel the things I do?
What changed that these things came to surface?
How can I deal, understand?
All I want is someone to listen.
All I would like is someone to explain.
Unconditional love, is that too much to ask?
Unconditional understanding and without judgment.
But maybe my wish is too large.
Perhaps I've become unreasonable.
Silence is preferred on such things.
It's taboo, it's a sin, it's profane.
So locked in my heart it shall remain.
Feeling so lost and confused.
No one to ask, no way to express
Perhaps I am broken?
Is there something wrong with me?
If anyone knew, they'd call me a freak.
Sick, twisted, in need of help.
But I'm none of those things.
Right?
I'm just different, expressive, creative.
Not weird or freaky or insane.
What did I do wrong?
I don't really know.
Maybe nothing, maybe everything.
Why do I feel the things I do?
What changed that these things came to surface?
How can I deal, understand?
All I want is someone to listen.
All I would like is someone to explain.
Unconditional love, is that too much to ask?
Unconditional understanding and without judgment.
But maybe my wish is too large.
Perhaps I've become unreasonable.
Silence is preferred on such things.
It's taboo, it's a sin, it's profane.
So locked in my heart it shall remain.
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