Could I Die Alone?

[Truerenigma]

The beating was to my satisfaction.
It was time for some action.
The bullies asked if I was thirsty for more.
I picked up the ores.
Slumped along my back it was much like a rack.
The bullies laughed and the onlookers gasped.
And yet I deserved it cause precious was perfect (Marilyn Manson said so).
The everlasting party was making me sick.
Promises of Obama care and a sympathetic bitch.
Everybody had a plan for Peter Pan in Neverland.
But Yosemite Sam liked green eggs and ham.
Suggesting I could... dangle from wood.
All by myself... with no one to help.
I didn't ask for this but I felt so passionate.
The world needed aid and I wasn't afraid.
Afraid for myself but was scared for the children.
Scared for the children who felt for the villain.
The mad dog was gunning for me all the time.
And I didn't know how to leave them behind.

Kiss my ass goodbye!

Be strong, things will turn around for you. One day u might even beat up the bullies! u live such an amazing life! I've never even seen an angry dog with a gun. Keep your passion.

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