My life, by Actin_babe123
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My stomach is in knots
I want to throw up
I scream but no one listens
My life is falling apart
I can't get up, even if I try
Life keeps pushing me down
No one wants to help
There's no one around
They all have thier own problems
I want someone to love me
But they all just turn away
I'm tired of putting on a fake smile
Tired of playing dress up
Tired of living a life and not living
I want to be free
I want to find my own way
I don't want to be held down by expectations
I don't want people to judge me
I want to be my own person
I want to be like everyone else
I want to fly away from here
I want out of this
I want a new me
I want someone there
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| Posted: 2005-03-03 03:21:13 UTC |
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| 2005-03-08 22:41:12 | midnight |
| ok, now you know how i felt. thats not your life. you know why? because you do know people who care for you. and never say i wont be here for you. if you dont want to wear a fake smile then dont. its ok to frown. its natural. i frown all the time and im ok with it. people are there for you, i can count several. so when you think no ones there. think again. and no you dont want to be like everyone else. because then what would make you unique. we care about you. if we didnt we wouldnt bother writting this, reading this, and listening to you. if the poem wasnt written about you all well. think about what im saying. remeber no matter how every thing might seem, you have to find the good in it all. you tought me that. |