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Dear People,


You shoot me down Fire with your bullets It's the only known sound You resonate through my head Round and round you go You treat my life like some pretty show The flashing lights blind my eyes I can't even count all your lies Bullied and done wrong No words can tell my sorrow Life is like a maze People running around in a freaking haze You can't tell which wall is real Because we are all bent cards being out in a deal In a casino full of money We aren't considered of worth, Don't cheat yourself, Honey Know the truth In this world full of kindling You can only be burned One tiny match and our hierarchy can be turned We fight against ourselves, Tearing each other apart within But why? When we can't even win You walk or run chasing your dreams away Just tryna make it out of the maze Though no one knows the other side How can we love it so much when it's a mystery The only way to know is to die, But that's a fooly's way out The only way to hide We bask ourselves in our corrupted greed Paying our future no heed Left alone, those who understand Can never grasp hold of a greedy hand Nor can we give sight to a blinded man So we fight in our own war Struggling to make it through the closing door While people tear our clothes and call our goals our enemy Who do you go to when this life is like that? No one will ever know, Because we are too afraid to stop being alone. -Sydni Bird
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