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I feel my heart everyday
hoping with angst it will go away
the way I feel, down inside
never ending, so scared I hide
I run away from all of you
inside this room, in solitude
I hear the knocking on my door
wondering can I take much more
I feel the pain, I feel the hate
with such darkness inside
you'll never make it past the pearly gate
Damn the man and his social way
why the hell should i behave
the the worker bee
I to long to be free
to be who I am, to be me.
