I don't want...
I don't want...
to be afraid anymore
to walk in the rain and cry
to walk outside of my front door
to walk in fear and wonder why.
Somehow everything changed,
others around me became so deranged.
My neighborhood is gone
my neighbors and I have sat and cried
we've been used as their pawn,
as parts of us have slowly died.
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