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by DJ aka Neon
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Shouting coming from every direction,
Like torpedoes homing at the infection.
Nothing feels right, cant sleep at night.
Feelings reel tight, to deep for light.
Wanting to leave, they say to believe,
Cant even breath, the day reached achieve.
Two hours is all I got, to prove I'm not
Through with the lot. Just moved my spot.
Flaring parents try to yell, make me cry in hell,
But I'm sharing. The act dont sell. It just fell.
Think before you speak, if not, it gets weak.
Sink that in your drink. You forgot I'm in streak.
You can say all you wish, but listen to this.
Do what DJ says. Miss when I glisten and diss.
All of the children, if your tired and wanna go,
Call my feelin, and I'll give wired cars and a show.
I'm had it with the rules, got mad at the fools.
Too bad this isnt school. I'd smack them "cools"
You wanna know why I go and how I fell?
I went through to try and know I'm a rebel!

*Pissed at mom*


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