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May 24, 2010 01:05

So friends are forbidden within these walls?
Laughter cannot penetrate these halls?
How long must I suffer your stupid rules?
These, of all, are way too cruel!

You can't get away with this forever,
Can't act as though I'm just a feather,
I won't stand for it, I really won't!
You think prison works, well it don't!

One of these days, I'll break away,
Don't really think that I'd want to stay!
I'm out of here as soon as possible,
Why do you treat me as though I'm tossable?

I'm your first born, don't you love me?
Or do you not care if I set myself free?
Why don't I fall off the edge of the earth,
And curse forever the day mom gave me birth!

{{Written April 2nd 2008}}

pain, poem, hurt, alone, poetry, suffering

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