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I have never felt more alone. Forced outside of my own home. Pleading with
every institution. «We just want to go home.» Everyone so concerned but not
accountable
They were supposed to know but left me with my hands tied and my back to the
wall
Every time you come around I want to burn that pile of wood to the ground
You saw our future being wrung out and thought of only your pocket.
You pictured me as a spout
Like a wolf, you showed your teeth but I refuse to be the sheep.
One day I hope you need me to show you grace, to set you free
So I can give what you denied
Cause I know it’ll make your skin crawl and your stomach rise