Dear Father, How could you take it away from me? The one thing that allows me to be Without it I will surely die But you can’t understand, you wont even try Your only reaction, when you see my scars Is to push me further, to put up bars Anything to keep me in That’s the only way you feel you can win Blinded by your power trip Away from me, my freedom you will rip I need the drugs to escape my problems But you wont even acknowledge them, much less help me solve them I need them in order to survive To envelop the pain that lies inside Your understanding is all that I ask for Only because this shit I can no longer endure
Reason for writing:
I wrote this a while ago. Since Ive been locked up in a mental institution and my father was forced to recognize who his daughter really is.....
Birth sign: Aquarius
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