Everyone is welcome
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I feel so trapped in all that I do
6 feet under, no way through
I see the light, through the cracks
Other than that, it’s pitch black
I can’t breathe, no air left
When will I take, my last breath?
I claw with my fingers blunt till the end
Searching for help, in need of a friend
This coffin won’t open, closed from outside
Waves are crashing, soil subsides
Deeper my box falls, hurtling away
I will rest in peace, better that way
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Why do we seek acceptance in everything we do?
Sometimes I wonder if we even have a clue
We go from day to day just getting by
Living out our day throughout our own lies
Sometimes we reflect, a little too much
Sometimes we don’t, how much is enough?
Is it really acceptance that we seek?
Is it really self doubt that creeps?
But our biggest fear in all of this
The worst fact, that mustn’t be missed
We fear rejection above all else
It hits us hard, our mental health
Until we can’t go on, it eats us alive
Because with self doubt, we can never thrive
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I sometimes wonder what’s the point
As I do the same each day
Depression seeping deep within
It makes my mind decay
As I search for a way to change my life
And escape from this hell
That jolting felling deep within
Will it never quell?
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The beautiful butterfly
Floating by
Flapping its wings
No care why
To patter in the flowers
Nectar sugar high
Now it has its energy
To take off and fly
The beauty of the dance
Courting in the wind
Oh it has me mesmorized
How long has it been?
Did you know its blood is cold?
It likes to warm in the sun
Basking beauty at its best
The contest it has won
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I know a guy
Funny as hell
James lott jr
Out of his shell
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In the jungle
His garden in LA
He wants a roast
Time to play
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It’s hot over there
A lot of sun
He works so much
He’s lost his buns
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He’s a leftie
Weird is that
He don’t like scissors
He likes to act
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He sings to himself
Too old too fat
What a sick beat
Too loud too black
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Masked singer is in town
Where has he gone
They unmask the winner
James has won
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He is a taurus
He’s always sipping tea
The cool cuddly hunk
Happy as can be
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Now in his garden
Tending his flowers
He’s got green fingers
What super powers
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What did I say
About this super man
Look at him jump
He is the man!
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A man saw a snake
Surrounded by flames
He tried to help it
Bitten and in pain
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The man dropped the snake
Back into the fire
He looked around him
His courage to be admired
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He found a metal bar
The snake wrapped around
He placed the bar down
Carefully to the ground
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A passer by saw his act
Questioning why he helped
“The snake’s instinct is to bite”
“But I just had to help”
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I don’t understand
Why my emotions are so strong
Like being prodded with a stick
What is going on?
One moment I am up
I am ok with the day
I don’t need it to end
I do not feel afraid
But then there are the downs
And they really mess me up
Looking always for the escape
Cause I want it so much
I try to control my emotions
To get on top of them
But sometimes they’re stronger than me
It drives me round the bend
Why is it so hard?
To get along with life
We always just seem to cope
Trying not to subside
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The roses wilting
Over the side of the glass
Sensed they had given up
Could not forever last
My sickening feeling
Inside of me
Sadness seeping out
Wanting to be freed
They look so tired
As if it’s the end
Flowers to one side
No way to mend
As I gaze down
Studying the floor
A tear leaves my eye
I can’t do this anymore
Grabbing the stalks
Piercing my hand
Throwing with force
Don’t care where they land
As I collapse to the floor
Feeling sorry for myself
I have given up
I need to find help
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Hatred so strong
In so many of us
Hear our voices
Protest we must
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Those who protect
Have lost our trust
This haine must go
It must be flushed.
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Isolation isolation isolation
Go mess yourself
Isolation isolation isolation
It’s my mental health
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How long will it be
Until I shall be free
Stuck in my house
With my big damn mouth
Oh my what glee
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There’s only so much I can do
200 bog rolls oh poo
Oh why’d I buy so much
Oh my I’ve had enough
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So I’ll sing my song
You better sing along
And if you don’t
You probably wont
Isolation for you
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