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Tamara "surf" McKay

my life
Contemplating and not hiding it well
How I tried my best
But I still fell. My body is tired
And my face is worn from
Fighting a battle that only scorns.

It treats you as if you've nothing left
Just the shell of a body thats cold and torn.
The drugs I'm put on are only a facade for
I'll never be able express true "awe".

So I'm left with feeling of someone
I'll never know
And my only consolation is that
I'll die with my soul.