Young girl still learning

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By Aubrie

My head gets so lost in the clouds. Theres no way my mother'd be proud. i want so much more, yet i feel like a whore. I will never say that line out loud. My heart is too big for my chest. You tell me youre not like the rest. So i give you my all, and further i fall. But you still dont think i gave my best. I dont know how to get by. I constantly as myself why. I fall for your trap, and keep coming back. Now i must go home and cry.

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June 24, 2012 17:53stsorrowscribe

sorrowful, kick his ass out of your life