Proud Not To Be

I wanted to die

Christ, I know what you are gona say, but stop rite there

Answers go deep, sometimes further then your mind can see

Mother,Father,Brother

People who suck the life out of you

Victim instead of person

How much more do you want me to say

The pain of it all is as fresh as the wound, then…

But,But, now you can talk back to the pain

Does it make a difference, or any less

But you have choices today that you didn’t have before

All I knew was death be proud no matter what else I knew

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