Corrupted in bitterness there lies a soul I know, one that is burned by
anger for those in the surrounding world of hell and earth. Supressed and
Repressed is she, condensed and molded like clay into what others wish her
to be. Not quite a woman, not quite a child, but somewhere in between, still
unsure of herself indeed.

There are no breaks no second chances and no room for understanding. she
does one thing then another, it is never good enough in the eyes of the jury
nothing is ever quite right, no matter how hard she tries. If she does not
back down she will be put into her place everytime by the sound of the
gavel.

She can scream to the world on top of her lungs with her hair on fire, and
no one will ever hear, her cries fall upon deaf ears.They will only hear
what they want to hear. She is a ghost of opinion if she follows her heart
or uses her mind she is deemed as stupid and maybe a whore.

Supressed and repressed, suppressed and repressed is the soul i know, her
cries fall upon deaf ears. She is a ghost of opinion, void of all meaning.
Condensed and molded into what others wish her to be against her will, there
is an ideal person by everyones standards.

Lost in her bitterness lies a soul i know one that wants to be heard she is
a ghost of opinion, and nothing more. She may be stupid and maybe a whore
but she is real, she can breathe and will certainly bleed,but yet is a
ghost of opinion and is scorned by those in the surrounding world.

There is a lost soul i know that only desires to be heard by those of deaf
ears, a soul waiting to be free from the surrounding world, the barricades
of hell and earth
 
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