teen

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By X_LUCY_INNES_X •

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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May 5, 2009 00:55izzy

wow a lot of people probably could relate to this, great job.