I feel a Rush of Hatred, they're My Enemy
The Pressure building, a Tortured Pain
Hoping to be Loved, Supported, and not Faint.
I'm so Numb till I can't Bare
But Now I know, Now I'm Aware
Everything I did was a Mistake
Everyone Hurtful, All the Evil Said.
I Aim to be More Like Me
I'll be Stronger, Just You wait and See
I Aim to be Less Like You
That's what I Can and Will do.
I'm Just like Your Controlled Puppet
You Hurt and Treat Me like Dirt
I know you were Hurt Just Like Me
And I'll Rise up Above You and be Full of Glee!!
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