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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