The Problems I have


My life
My body
My mind
But i'm controlled
I'm pushed around so easy
Getting pushed down every second
Because I have problems
People want me to be fix
They don't like my problems
But love my personality
Even though its fake
I'm done getting help
My life is not mine
But that one person that has to control me
Fix me why I don't know
In my mind but locked in
No key to help me
The only help is the controller
The problems I have are people's anger
They want to beat me with words to get them goon
I'm sorry I got problems
I'm sorry I will let you fix me the way you like
This is not me

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