You tell me this

I ignore you

Shove more food

down

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I hate it

Trap me more

Walls

You disgust me

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Do you want me happy?

Then

Just

Stop

It.

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Nothing out

of

Nothing

I will never

get that something

So quit

bashing my freedom

damnit!

- - - - - - - -

I get nothing

but

chains and

restrictions

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Don't you

want me

to become

something?

Then quit

You

awful

people and

Allow

me to

be

something than

nothing!!!!

Authors Note: It sucks when I'm limited with such freedom and I have to pathetically write poems such as above to SCREAM the anger in me. Can anyone relate to my awful burden? If so, please review....