Marks Masterpiece

My eyes are in need of thread
My nose is barely hanging on
Industrial tape holds my ear to my head
I get tossed around
And im slowly breaking apart
My heart is shattered and torn
My soul?
HA!
what soul?
People pass me round and round
They think they can fix me
But they are just hurting me instead
They sew my eyes back on
But my leg falls off
My heart is put back together
But the ta[e doesnt last very long
When relity sets in
Im thrown to the curb like nothing
i Cant be fixed
I need to be cherished
Loved for wha...

Blood runs down my back
From this brupt knife
Ive dealt with this shit
For about half my life
They say they dont judge
But of course its all lies
If its not vocal, with their eyes
Its not until you turn
That they make all the fun
What did i do?
What have i done?
To them im not a person
Just cheap entertainment
This isnt a life
But a plot of entrapment
Were supposed to be equal
One in the same
But who listens to the rules?
I mean, life's just a game
The rules are broken
And the players cheat
If i dont match all o...

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aking up to the same gry sun has become boring. daily rituals are wearing me away and im gradually dissapearing in this thing we call life. another day with countless stares. im not in the mood for anything right now. i think im going to stop typing
....right
....about
....now