How I feel
I want to scream at four in the moring drown out the tears replace my sadness with fury I'm angry I want to punch my wall I want to feel something that's not numbness emptyness sadness and madness Wait a sound a voice my own but not my own telling me I am on my own run away run away run A w a y
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