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Useless existence


Family gatherings become like a gathering for shame

i get banished to my room head held low in agony and pain

nobody here my age so I'm doomed to live my life the same

The oldest kid but the youngest one in the room

im 19 years old still despite my hang on cliff of manhood 

nobody listens to my stammering claims

im pushed dragged shackled and chained 

its all the same old routine nothing changes 

hopes for those to weak to listen to the truth of reality

aint nobody gonna help u up they will watch u die before they help you bbreathtaking 

a minnow in a tank full of piranhas disguised as minows my demise 

though soon to come is not that breath taking for my life is that of a lonely minor

the major truth rings louder than a treble as I bask in the lies I hear from the devil

im deaf to the screams of true agony a baby ignored in the distance 

not even my own mother realizes I'm not here 

im hanging onto a meatless hopeless useless existence the threads of fate untwined 

and me It seems I'm the only one left behind

 

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Nate the Great

this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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redmasscarade
<p>It's a bit off kilter, but the subject, dark &amp; dreary, scattered and full of fear. &nbsp;Fantastic! You conveyed yourself well. We all fear this, but most don't know how to write about it.</p>

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