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We’re all supposed to be born the same,
Same chances, same innocence,
Childhood is such an oblivious time,
We’re all supposed to be raised sane,
I was oblivious to what he was doing
to my head, to my body,
But it gave me a predisposition for this.

And now I’m far from sane,
And is it really a surprise that I’m so
caught up in the past
if I tell you when I close my eyes
I feel like being sick
at the sight that greets my heavy eyes
I try not to sleep
but I am just so tired from breathing.

It’s like my life is full of poison
that reaches every peripheral
and my conscience hangs heavier
than my eyes for the unfortunate
happenings in my life and guilt
is a funny thing – hung around my n/eck
but it ends up around my ankles.

And now I’m upside down
And nothing surprises me anymore
My ankles are not even sore,
The nightmares got flushed out by chemicals
but not from the waking hours
where I want nothing more than sleep
to rid me of these memories
this poison that I breathe in and out
and my body is toxic – and the only situation
is to put more of a chemical solution inside me,

And please, just promise me
you won’t ever lay a hand on me at all.
And please, just promise me
you will give up on me eventually.