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you did lock yourself away,

but deep in your heart, thats the way you want to stay,

you need not try to deny the feelings, you know they're true,

the things that constantly scream to you,

kill me, beat me, hurt me, please,

just break me down and listen to me wheeze,

tear down my reality, the constant lie,

the things that say you want to die,

tear away the poignant mask,

the one you show people who ask,

what is wrong, how can life be so bad,

and you show them just how sad,

you can pretend to be, how shallow and heartless you really are,

the way you feel is not how to make yourself a star,

you have to shine better, brighter, longer, more!

burn yourself up by striving to be all you can be,

make people see how wrong it is to flee,

to wish you had never been born,

it's all a lie, a small storm,

on a sea of tranquility, of absolute calm, t

he world you hold tight in your palm,

the one you wish you could just see,

but what you don't know is that is where you'll be,

when you close your eyes and dream of light,

of burning up so strong and bright,

of dying like a frozen star, immortalized in the fading light, of the camera's flash, the final time,

the one last time that you will rhyme,

put down the pen, you write too much,

how can you write of lies as such,

you don't live in a perfect world,

and yet it's not so fucked up you should sit tightly curled,

into a ball in a world all your own,

sit up and look around to see your naught but bone,

you cut the skin and tore the flesh,

and now there is nothing to mesh,

there is no mask nothing holding you in,

you've revealed the truth, you're better off dead