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wrong
i feel like i was born wrong,
twisted and mangled and ugly,
like i was born to say everything wrong
and make mistakes over and over,
an ugly catostrophic rollercoaster i cant get off,
and the bolts are turninh and the screws are loose,
the metal creaks and cracks and its crumbling its burninh its fuse,
burning out and running out but it just keeps rolling,,
the sharp scratchy metal noise filling my head its deep voice controlling,
my heart is loud and my head is louder,
my breath catches the bile in my mouth grows sour,
it tastes off its metaphorical,, im always off,
like something gone bad or left to rot,
a bad taste no one could rid,
no matter what they did,
a crying child never soothed,
a walking torment a low mood,
to much anger to selfish,
born feeling wrong.
look wrong act wrong love wrong,
no words or rhyme or song,
a thing never meant to be born.
