impulse a work of Poetry by paul- (Paul Italiano) a rant. it doesn't take a genius to figure that what you do just kills me maybe if you leave me i'll be better off maybe if i die then you won't play with me anymore make me do these things you claim theres nothing to them because i'm not the first so sit instead and laugh as i fall upon my face i never did ask for this, no matter what you argue brought here against my own will to stupid to even try and struggle it was like i knew of nothing better but only 'cause you kept my eyes from me afraid that i might see like now; but maybe they'd burn right through you for all the good you think you might have done how much do you really know? how many others like me have you shown the way? i bet after a while it just becomes a habit you probably think its for our own good after all, what would i know of *your* world? the only thing im dangerous to is your well held beliefs my screams rip through my mind and tear me away from me leave me here why don't you? another fucking stiff to bite your bullet leave me in the dark alone like i've said before and will again im not you and never have been so why do you insist on exposing me to your hell? so tell me why again you feed your me lies and tell me they're the truth all i want to do is see my sky again not this stale white room given time i might find something to love maybe even forget what you've done learn to stop myself drooling for what it is you feed me it's time once more to state what i believe to stop me building anger only to bury it deeper still I want you all to know that just because I'm not a sheep it doesn't make me any less human I think its time again to try to break your rules it serves to show you I still live, no mattter what I'm told I want you now to know for sure that I will not give in the only way I'll break is if I die Created on Sat, 29 Nov 1997 and last modified on Fri, 27 Feb 1998.

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