The Out and the In, by Blackrose
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On the Inside and On the OutsideOn the inside I am crying.
On the out I am hiding all of my feelings. They can never be
released. No one can know. Know what I am Thinking or what I
fell like saying. It is just a lock that sometimes i don't
even have the key to. Right now I am still am looking for
the key. I am getting closer. I know because I feel
something coming. On the inside i have tears and fears. On
the outside I have joy and happiness. In most people the in
and out always get mixed, For me I can Only feel one at a
time. Some people have sicknesses that show on the outside.
For me My sickness is on the inside. it is putting me
through so much pain that it is appearing on the outside. it
is good that I will finally feel like Most people but bad
that this is the only solution i have found. But other times
the in and the out get to mixed up. And instead of laughing
I cry and instead of crying I laugh.If i'm not very mixed i
am nowhere close to it. i just wish I could feel like most
people. Until then i will try to live on the out instead of
living on the in which has been happening lately. I will
continue to search for the key. if I have found it before I
can find It now.This is not how I feel but the way the world
is happening I bet a lot of people feel this way.
©Copyright 2007 |
Posted: 2007-03-11 21:27:36 UTC |
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2007-03-16 19:01:03 | liberty moon |
i really hope u find the key, cos that stuff always gets out somehow. i can really relate to this. i like it a whole lot |