Damaged property

by Semaran   Aug 1, 2004


The day I reveal the world of confusion in which I live
Is the time that all worlds will fall apart
You will know that what I say is true
Because it has been known for a long time
I am damaged property

I come to school and do my work everyday
Sometimes I get sick and cannot come
I pretend that I’m sane like everybody else
But really I’m falling apart
I am damaged property

I go to work on the weekends and make money
This is then saved or spent on junk
People think I am normal and slightly quirky
Believe me when I say it is far more
I am damaged property

It has stopped now but I used to spend time with friends
Now I stay at home by myself and drink
Few people know of this because I hide it
Because otherwise they will bother me
I am damaged property

When I get stressed when I get mad I find control
With a knife I carve out my worries in flesh
You cannot see these wounds they are mine
But in time all wounds heal
I am damaged property

The greatest of my friends always leave me alone in the end
Care is a word that I feel but otherwise only read about
I have little use for words anymore they are pain
Believe me we all have enough pain
I am damaged property

My mind is deteriorating under the stress I maintain
With every word I speak I feel I lose another
I have a good life, good family and friends
Bother me and ill kill you
I am damaged property

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