Personal Rehab

He wants me to start wearing white
'cause black means I'm not all right.
He wants my screamo music gone
to help the demons be withdrawn.

He tells me to pray each day
to help send my past away.
He tells me to not look back
so I don't slip into the crack.

He wants me to slowly let it die,
because I know I must say bye.
He wants me to live fully and clean
instead of how I was at age thirteen.

In the end, it's like a rehab for me.
He helps with problems hard to see.
I may hate it, and I may shout and cry,
but in the end I know the reasons why.

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Sicko, I HATE this. But thank you...you little..>__<

Gar on your caring.