February 4, 2009
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I am a living island unto myself,
Driven insane in my seclusion,
But capsized whenever I venture into the sea.
Every word I speak,
Strengthens my prison.
Every little thing they do,
Scares me away.

Who are they?
They are demanding,
Slandering Hypocrits.

But perhaps I am to blame
For these gray waters surrounding me.
I am impossible to love, sometimes,
I screw things up, sometimes.

There is a certain way out-
-An easy way out-
But it frightens me.

My alternative is to build a boat.

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