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How'd I Become....

Contributed by Nevilleconnie on Thursday, 6th May 2010 @ 12:46:45 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



How'd I become who I’m known as today?
The girl who is shy, without something to say?
How’d I become just a wandering soul?
Roaming in circles without any hope?
How’d I become the scared girl that I am?
Not even trying to make any friends.
How’d I become so depressed and confused?
Why to this Pain, do I find I’m immune?
How’d I become what they now call a shame?
Such a nice girl, but she’s just not the same.
How’d I become what I’d loathed most of all?
A girl without reason, who welcomes her fall.
How’d I become so obsessed with this knife?
Searching for reasons to live out my life.
How’d I become the girl locked in her room?
Blasting the music with lyrics of doom.
How’d I become so consumed by my pain?
Trying real hard to pretend that I’m sane.
How’d I become such a pitiful mess?
Loving my life everyday less and less.
How’d I become such a sorry excuse?
Nothings worth winning, id just rather loose.
How’d I become who I’m known as today?
My love said goodbye. So the formers explained.




Copyright © Nevilleconnie ... [ 2010-05-06 12:46:45]
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Re: How'd I Become.... (User Rating: 1 )
by deadwriter on Thursday, 6th May 2010 @ 12:57:42 PM AEST
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Such a sad write. Wonderfully done though. There is always light at the end of the tunnel. It does not lead to a dark void, but to a new adventure of hope.

Deadwriter


Re: How'd I Become.... (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 6th May 2010 @ 12:58:26 PM AEST
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you have written something beautiful from your pain, hang in there,

hugs n' love nessa




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