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[slntchttrbx]

if one was going crazy who does one tell?
when anger rises at the chime of a bell?
when ones mind is so damn full,
all the nightmares pull,
grinding in ones head,
as one lays restless on the bed?
cant let others know,
cant let oneself show,
trying desperatly to grasp the reality of the concept,
of what has been done, one is inept.
one is lost wandering, in ones thought,
thinking of the battles one has fought.
when all is lost, life coming to an end,
how does one defend,
the damage that one has done,
ones defence is none.
one did not heed a warning gave,
now one becomes a government slave.
pity one hates,
one contemplates,
one does not understand,
ones life like a rubber band.
stretch the band too far, its gonna snap,
one is left with nothing but a pile of crap