My Soul Grows Dim...

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I dont laugh like i used to, my eyes used to be light. Im Depressed but i repress it to move on with my life. I used to joke alot, and most considered me bright. I couldnt see how, as these voids absorbin my sight. I was a child, biting my fingers, biting my nails. Biting the skin off my lips, and twirked my hair. Anxiety filled, but most would say that its different. Cuz how would a 5 year old ever be stressin? Heart breaks from outsiders never hurt me or break me. I always felt depression, but heart ache re awakes it. I laugh when i stub my toe, i laugh when i slip and fall. Hysterical when u push me over, and whenever i get hit, i scoff. A slave, so used to the pain i start to enjoy it. So even when im free, i ask the same master for employment... A repetitious cycle, expect no pitty, just trifle. I never expected them to do me like they did michael... Vick? For false accusations, of something he never created? Jordan? Becoming the greatest but lettin outsiders change him? Jackson? Destroying myself because thats the person im hating? Tyson? Having it all, and make one mistake, then they take it? My face seems happy but my brain turns grim. Will only make a living if im living in this sin? Will i ever find my peace and find my happiness again?..no... Because as my mind grows bright, my spirit turns dim...