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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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