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Contributed by karinagutierrez121 on Wednesday, 3rd February 2010 @ 04:11:13 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Maybe someday i'll become something
that makes them proud,real with arms and legs
so I can walk away from all the ones that are yelling.
I don't understand.Nothings right,and everyone is the same.
Aunts,uncles,cousins,and dads..treating your life as it's
a game.These sort of things just don't die down once it happens,
someone ruins it and tells a whole crowd.It'd be easier if they'd just shut their mouths.
I just wanna run away,for a couple of days..and do nothing but hope that
an angel would find me and cure all hurt.I'm the one they've grown to hate,
they hide the things they say;but it's not like it's too hard to figure out.
You can tell by they way the stare and whisper to the ones that agree.
My heart...it's locked up in chains.I need someone to set it free,mother is
the only on that's helping.The rest are just considering me as a waste of space.
They don't know how it feels,staying up at night because of nightmares...
faking like you're okay just so that people will stop asking.
There's too much running through my head,I just wanna scream.
I try so hard to ignore what happened,but the truth is I just can't.
Things like that just don't go away that fast.As a matter
of fact,it'll always stay with me.

Copyright © karinagutierrez121 ... [ 2010-02-03 16:11:13]
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Re: No title (User Rating: 1 )
by Fuzzy on Thursday, 4th February 2010 @ 02:59:55 AM AEST
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so much stress and judgment
the mind can spin round
in the end you start to judge
yourself unfairly, hope that
you can find the stength.

i really feel for you
scream if you need
let it out.

remember in life you
can only try your best

Take care
Fuzzy

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