Mackenzie Bilz

January 31, 2007 - Massachusetts
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done

Why is it, it seems
That all the trouble comes from me?
I’m the reason,
no other explanation
All the pain seeps from me.

Pointing fingers
Frantic eyes
Desperate seekers
To nothing I find
Except. Me.

Why am I so afraid
To lose all that I have
When I am the very one
Pushing everything away?

I know what to do
So why can’t I do it?
Nothing holds together
I’m tearing at the seams…

I can’t go through this anymore
I’m trapped
Locked within some sort of mental prison
Nothing I do can help
Nothing can help me either
There’s nowhere to turn
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