It feels like me but it couldn't be
I dont want to yell and scream
It's like a nightmare that keeps playing
Who am I and why cant praying help
Was I made to hurt or was I made to help
I just want to be me not someone else
I can see what goes on through my eyes
Yet I can do nothing they come like tides
I keep seeing it everytime I gain control and apologize
But it won't set me free
This 'THING'
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