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Emotional Issues my story never ends, this shame of nothingness
and hiding away as my mind continues its journey
of thoughts that i can't even understand
so i relax, and that doesn't last long
it's just taken away like nothing, now fucking history
so i scream, because i'm caught, i'm left dryed out
and stomped about and i wander to this non-stop road
of agony. dreading the day, i stay away, no i can't blame
those who fucking stand in my way
to stop me from this, to leave me alone
it's not my choice, i can't stand here and say nothing
although my thoughts, my feelings, and my words
are replenished into lifeless, useless, objects
and thats what i am, thats what i've always fucking been
i'm the fucking toy that is defective, the one you throw
at the wall, the one you fucking stomp on again and again
the one that is nothing but just a piece of fucking shit.
i would also like to use this one in my band as well as the tainted love one. please get back to me on.email me. thanx
Its so odd. How humans so often feel this way. Inferior to our own race. Yes,inferior we are.....but not to others likes us. We're only a tiny little spec in the universe... We should unite in the knowledge of that...not try to make others feel this way...
Well...I like your style
very honest.... sadly i relate to this too much... good job
This is totally about anger and rage. How retaliation comes out and the question of "why?" always is going through my head. Nothingness is only feeling loneliness. Nothing in the attics of the empty chest.