teen, by X_LUCY_INNES_X
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Waiting here, nothing to say
Left alone throughout the day
Open minded, yet alone
Sitting lost right down to the bone
Turn around, can you see?
People be who they want to be
You’re just trapped, don’t know where
Losing senses and means of care
Almost demented, almost insane
How can being a teen cause so much pain?
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Posted: 2008-08-28 23:01:22 UTC |
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2009-05-05 00:55:18 | izzy |
wow a lot of people probably could relate to this, great job. |