Becoming Steel
I wish for my soul to give up;
to let go of my hurting spirit,
but my subconcious will not allow me.
I do not comprehed why.
Why am I always to blame for the fault and flaws of others I never ased for?
Why the ones' I felt I loved changed just to kill my insides?
Feeling a massacre in my heart as it shatters.
piece by piece for ever times.
How many times did I ask for help just to be ignored?
How many imes was I tagged for a monster I have never been?
Becoming steel is my goal,
but everytime I am almost to be considered numb,
I become humane once again.
Once again, usless.
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