Why does home have to
Why does home have to be so far away
I'm not OK
I want to leave
I have too much anniexty
To the point where I can't breathe
My heart is empty
There nothing left
Time is what they kept
Waisting and waisting away
Every single day
My trust is what they betray
When I obey
I do what I am told
It gets me in trouble sometimes n its getting old
Forget all the reckage that has been done
I rather be on the beach laying in the hot sun
Time ticks like an hour glass
I've tried hard to fix what I did in the past
But its never good enough
Saying you won't fail me I call your bluff
They are out to hurt me
Punish me til I can no longer be
Locked away they put me
I am not the enemy
I am good n I mean well
So y is my life centered in hell
Forgive me please
I no longer am captivated by this disease
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