Uncontrolled
Sometimes I feel so resentful
Like an outcast
An outsider that doesn't belong
because as the time passes by my presence
Isn't anything special
Unimportant
Unappreciated
I never minded being alone
And always liked being indepent
Until being alone drove me crazy
Suicidal thoughts creep in
Four walls caving in
Heart pounding
I'm running from myself
Doing anything possible to keep my self occupied
Consumed with making others happy
Neglecting myself
As I slowly fade into the
Pits of my soul
I'm Lost
Depressed
And slowly loosing my strength
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