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by Michelle May 27, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Blackness surrounds me, I'm dressed in my rage, I can't seem to see, The bars on this cage. My heart is like a heavy stone, Beating slowly as I walk, Down on this street I feel alone, With no one there to talk. My dreams are stricken down, Crashing to the ground, I look down with a frown, As my dreams crash without a sound. I try to scream and run away, But the ability is gone, So I walk alone cause I can't stay, For my past has gone on for too long. All this collides with reality, I am "weird" and unwanted, Can't find a way to fit into society, For I am not one to be flaunted. Shadows fall as the rains come, There's nothing left to see, There's destiny for some, But there's none left for me.