Freedom
My happiness is tortured and burnt by friends,
and they dont know it.
Even if they did know,
why would they care?
Im nothing to them,
Im not worth it,
never will be.
Sick and twisted minds just can't be changed,
nor helped.
Too bad their all stuck thinkin alike!
But its everyone,
so who gives a damn!
I DO!
Im sick and tired of so called friends tearing me down!
I want freedom!
Doesn't everyone?
Too bad none of us find the way into it.
The more i dig for it, the harder it gets to find,
and then ive dug a hole too deep to get out.
Will freedom ever come?
From where I see it, no.
So where do I go?
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