Death Prince

I just want to be  remembered for what I’ve done

But lately I feel like I'm going numb

No one understands where I come from

 I just want to levitate in the sun

 

 I'm almost out of commission This is the hardest poem I’ve ever written

It's hard to stay the same when you were born to be different I’m living

In a prison but in my mind it's feeling like Christmas

I always take I never use what I given up

 

In the crowd I'm high off the music

Parents are advised this is far from acoustic

Now what makes you think that I am a nuisance

Don't even treat  me like I'm stupid

 

Just sit back and let your mind loosen

I'm your anger management therapist so take a seat

Skeletons in my closet it’s like a Halloween treat

Can I  restart my life control alt delete

 

Rest in peace to me I need a cheat sheet

Wait you can't cheat death chains on my feet

 On the ground under it I’m sleep

With my eyes open I feel so complete

 

I've been stuck in the dark What a broken heart

I had that all  my life is made of broken parts

When it comes to death I’m  already on the mark

You can tell by these self inflicted scars

 

 And those are just the ones on my hips

The world rotates but I can't see it because of my broken lens

I just want to make some amends and jump the fence

But on the way down I didn't realize I slit my wrist

 

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