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hopelessness

i've been down before
but now i'm being ggored
down by my emotions
i now need simplification
of them cause
they are being too complex but
i somehow understand them
those games
that my emotions are playing,
relaying my past memories, slaying
all the hope inside me
making me an oddity
like i wasn't odd enough
now i feel like there's no hope
even as i spit out there dope
rhymes, i feel so worthless
there i rest my case
cause i haven't been able
to do anything, not even make a time table
to do my chores
and life's been a freaking whore
fucking me over and over again
till i no longer remain sane
and not even the pills are doing their work
hell i can't even feel bore-
dom, all i feek is down
like a gray hound
who's lost his speed
-yakaa: jujaa:

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