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Down here I am trapped and much long to be free,
One day I shall rise and truly be me.
My time will come need only I wait,
I’ll find there’s a one who can deeply relate.
Narcissistic, rude, a no good old rock, why do they always call me the issue,
If only they saw that is not really true.
Oh why do they treat my heart as if a machine, all I want is to be heard, to be seen.
Never mind, I guess that’s to much to ask, alone with my powers I shall now go bask.