January 7, 2011
Nobody isn't coming to save me,
to let me feel what I want
Nobody is letting me be,
to rot and rot

Nobody has sought,
to tear me to pieces
Nobody is taught,
to always ignore my screeches

Nobody cackles,
to see me sad everyday
Nobody would give its ankles,
to let me be cold and gray

When Nobody is finished with its act,
I lay down and cry
Because I can't handle the fact,
that I am not who I want to be,
even though I try

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