blahhhhh the Tasma

Insanity
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by @7731826

I can feel it deep inside me,
its clawing and scratching to see.
It feels like my skin is peeling,
I just cant stop this feeling.
What in my life did i do wrong?

My soul is like a song,
It used to be a slow strum,
Now is a beating drum.
As I fade away from my dreams,
And I see how it seems,
I realize something;

Being different is what makes you special.

Only, its to late.
The lock is now on the gate.
I have failed at life.
And cant try again.