Been left out with the trash,
But what else could I do?
I’m filled with the hate
I keep getting from you.

Always disregarding and
Discarding my dreams,
Yet you’re still blind that
I’m torn at the seams.

You fill me with waste,
Don’t know what you’ve done.
But the more you force in,
The less I become.

Now everything’s toxic,
All the things that you do.
You can’t even see
You’ve made me toxic too.

So I’m here with the waste,
Nothing else I can do.
I’m so full up inside, yet
So empty too.

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