Poetry (of Chaotic Soul)
 
 

I've lived my life

Plagued through with strife.

"Let it pass" they said,

But I can't shut out the Red.

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Why me, Why me?

I have so much misery.

They won't let up when I am down,

They won't listen to what I've found.

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I cannot say what I think,

I cannot create a lasting link.

When I try to lift my head,

It's driven back down, Anger fed.

Why me, Why me?

I have so much misery.

I can't get up, they're much too strong.

They cannot see their actions wrong.

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I try to fight, but let it stay,

'Let it pass' another day.

It never stops, It doesn't cease.

I never have a time of peace.

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Why me, Why me?

I have so much misery.

I try so hard, I cannot rise.

For I'm weighted down with heavy lies.

 
 
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