Reduced

Running Death

Sick of the way the masses stare at me
Faked kindness that's what I despice!
Commiseration in everybody's mind
Don't they have something else to
Give?

I want to be esteemed
To be a complete one!
Don't want to be reduced to my
Disease

They all believe
I can't reach my goals in life
People think I'm unable to live
Commiseration in everybody's mind
Don't they have something else to
Give?

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