Hypocrisy
I am here. In this place, In this life. I was told to stay, yet I feel as if I am a stray. Something filthy your child brought in, and when you had opened your mouth to say get me out, you couldn't deny the pleading in your child's eyes. so you tried to help and fix me up, but I swat and hiss and don't give a fuck. you've given up Just let me flee, Maybe then you will feel free.
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