Invisible
the anger ecites me
as i go through all the things that try to indite me
but i slighty
believe its just my emotions thats fighting me
yet i refuse to believe
what i see
so i confuse lies with reality.
so intellegently dumb
and blind to the fact
that only 3 letters got my back
but then the evil attacks
start sending the brain insane
ask i try to think
why is this happening to me
i rplyed
you let it build up inside
from letting the dream take advantage
of lifes lies
so i cry
i go in rage
throwing things
screaming...like thats helping my pain
but noone will realize untill that day
my bodys laying frozen
then tears ah fall like rain....or
will they?............
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