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lonelygirl15, Welp Disney

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Anger my forcefield
Human my shield
Despair my forcefield
Human my shield
Secret language I wield
Secret anguish I feel
How do I heal
Broken my seal
Society of strangers
Privacy endangered
Angels are wagered
Wounded exchanges
Body a riddle riddled with vigils and symbols
And whittled to signals and impulse
Let the windows blow echoes through my skull
Thousands of wounds in me they weep pure gold
I've seen how things that seek their way find void instead
I'm a product of your observation
I'm the product of your observation
I'm the product of your observation
Death isn't real
Heal what I could be
I don't know I fucking kid around
Gender my pantomime
Shame is a victimless crime
My awkward design
Death isn't real
Heal what I could be
I don't know I fucking kid around
Gender my pantomime
Shame is a victimless crime
My awkward design
I'm the product of your observation
Button mashing dissociation
So patiently waiting for placement
I've been so many different parts of the same equation
I've waded thru sludge
Taste buds taste blood on my paystubs
I can feel my guts paint there windows shut
My skin feels like bugs
Laughing at the parts of me that are gone
The old me is telling me to get off my lawn
What parts does that belong
Singing the words to the wrong song
Trying to predict my own death reading my own palm
I am my own mom I am my own parent I am so transparent
Packing my lunch
Lines have been drawn
I must confront the hunt
I'm on the hunt for real
My flesh is a parody
Testing heresy
I will not lock my polarities
Frothing for familiarity
Temporarily I yearn
For my sincerity I burn
Mind racing
Heart racing
No finish line
Mind racing
Heart racing
No finish line
Mind racing
Heart racing
No finish line
Mind racing
Heart racing
No finish line
Mind racing
Heart racing
No finish line
Death isn't real
Heal what I could be
I don't know I fucking kid around
Gender my pantomime
Shame is a victimless crime
My awkward design
Death isn't real
Heal what I could be
I don't know I fucking kid around
Gender my pantomime
Shame is a victimless crime
My awkward design
Pitfalls enshrined in others eyes
Take death for a joyride
Which parts of me are petrified
Open wide don't know what u might find
Empty child just trying to hide
Is living just beating a dead horse
Is giving just part of the blood sport
Is living just killing a dead horse
Is loving part of the blood sport
Oh I don't know

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