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Along Came A Spider

Along Came A Spider

Finding who I am not blaming anyone
I was born a certain way but I am not wanting to stay
I should not be ashamed of wanting to change
Though no one really knows me no one will understand
It is just easier to end it all for I am make believe
I feel like I am losing my own battle in this living hell suicide
See I am fighting with my feelings it sometimes feels like a fist fight
I want to rip my brain out and throw it into a lions den
My body has urges I can not control not speaking it out loud
I am the human with a skeleton body and skin blood and tissue
I can not be what I see in the mirror I can not be me
I may drink the potion of a witch and I may change
Or I may just live the same until I recreate myself 
For I am only human with feelings I can’t deny
I am crawling on the wall trying to fly but I am too weak and slow
An eight legged creature has spotted me
I shall be attacked and torn to pieces as I am eaten bit by bit
The poison I have swallowed looked like any other pain pill
But I was fooled once again for I am lost in the spider web caught in a trap
Not the first time but this will be the last I no longer hide
Remember it’s always the spider who finally eats the fly

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