what now
I'm confused
Allways accused
Please
Someone tell me why i continue to be abused
Never perfect
Fuck
Im sorry i was born with a fucking defect
Im lost
Have been since those paths i crossed
Who the fuck am i
How many more hears are going to continue to deny
Whats my purpose
Why did i get created to always be nerovus
I want to be strong
I want to learn to trust
I want to be happy
Maybe at times even wacky
I want to beable to have a child
Even if they are totally wild
I want to be somebody important
But its extreamly hard with these two warrants.
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