I am not pure, not as you people want me to be
It’s a self chosen state,
Amusing to being a bit crazy
A devastation always been following me since my birth,
Numbness was in his heart but he blamed me
I am the crazy one
What medicine will you suggest?
A traumatize object I am,
Abusive treatments they offered me
And how could I change?
Let me be the man as I wanted.
Let me live, let me smile for real.
No solace needed anymore!!!
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