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People are liars

People are cheats

The say they will help

But they trip you with their feet

 

The support i get

Is shit in the world

They expect too much

And all i want is to be curled

 

In a ball of misery

And in the facade of happiness

This place annoys me

And gives me sadness

 

Never given a choice

For what i want

The fear of being belittled

Is all the haunt

 

I will be gone

And somewhere else

Where people will help

And not put me on a shelf

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