Trapped within urban solitude
The only child
Walled,
Wedged between mother’s arms and tongue stuck
No. A lie.
My twisted psyche achieving boil
Erupting! War!!
Constance vs. change
I crave the life which I don’t lead
I question the path which I’ve led astray
I need a solution for me to impede
What lay the solution I must question post heed
Need!
Need!
Need!
What do I need?
Beep! Time for change!
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