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I sit and drift away to the song.

Asking myself what is so wrong.

Why is my life a constant fight.



will anything ever be right.

I sit here thinking of taking my life.

But not exactally sure i would die.

Would god punish me.

by leaving me here for eternity.

I hate everything that i am.

I feel as if i am damned.

Why when i grew up i changed so much.

I'm always hungering for someones touch.

Its like i can't survive without someone there.

But its almost impossible for anyone to care.

Why do i find it necacary to hide my emotions.

Weather it be love anger hate i just go throuh the motions.

I smile insted of cry.

No one knows my life.

I cut instead of scream.

Reaching for anything in between.

I lock myself away.

Instead of saying what i need to say.

Will i continue to hurt myself by hiding what i feel.

Will i ever be real



*Brandy*