Dead and Gone

I put my heart into people

That already have them

In someone else

Or I put my heart into people

That don’t even have hearts

So blood scares them

And my high blood pressure

Sends them into panicked states of stupor

Mine’s been tossed out backdoors

Tried to make it across riveting highways

Just to be told I can’t cross the border

Turned away, shocked, stained

How they wonder why I hate people

How they wonder why I hate this life

How they wonder why I’m silent

Because every time I speak, I’m silenced

We don’t want to hear that pain

There’s softer stories to be heard

My bags stay stowed, my anchors stay cast

One day a storm will throw me overboard

And for once, I’ll be at peace

No more requests to be someone else

I’ll be someone else’s mess

When I’m dead and gone

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