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Made To
Contributed by
girlg0newrong
on
Friday, 26th December 2008 @ 03:49:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I started picking at my sores again
Found myself back on the floor again
This is all to farmiliar
What the hell am I doing?
I couldn't sleep last night again
I'm turning all my secrets in
I start to speak but nothing comes out
It's just more of what I wanna say that I can only think about
I'm so afraid of looking like a failure
I have tortured myself to a pile of lies,
a martyr in disguise
I blame you cause I want to,
It's easier to see what you'd rather someone be
I hate you cause I'm made to
By my own self pity and to cover up my crimes
I started licking at my wounds again
I thought it a good way to drag you back in
Isn't this what I worked so hard to tear away from
Guess I'll always step to the wrong beat of the same drum
yet I wanna cover up these holes
and find what's needed in my soul
and I know
that it's not what I want which is you
I hate my sick self loathing peice of **** self
I need to put down the false hope and get some real help but,
I could never walk into a room of faces without feeling like they see strait to my bones,
every look and every word is judging me for something unknown.
I pretend I can't see what everybody sees,
but really I hate myself for the same reasons they critisize me.
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2008-12-26 03:49:15] (Date/Time posted on
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