I am labeled
Processed and packaged
Babied and hard as$ed
comforted and misuderstood

I was just here
And am gone
I didn't like it down there
so i got back back up
after I got kicked around and let down
I almost smiled then cried

My Scar that didn't heal
A Voice that no one feels
In the corner with a dunce cap
Blamed into shame

Permenently there
what would they think
On paper I am free
To be myself

No longer trapped
In the real world
I can go somewhere else
peaceful and free

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