October Spawned A Monster

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knocked on the sky it yields no replies
far from accepted I'm society's rejected
boys don't cry or so they say
but the pain inside I can't disguise

depressions teeth tear at my skin
lonely emotions killing me within
no solid ground beneath my feet
like a pack of rocks it seems I sink
manufactured pseudo smile
plastic passion born from denial
far too cynical to utter speech
spent too many wishes on inner peace
I want to rot the roots of this fucking place
watch life wilt get crushed beneath the sky

there's nothing wrong with me.