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Look into the mirror

Contributed by Cdubs_Gurl666 on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 12:32:16 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Sometimes I feel empty, all dark inside.
It's so hard to cope with it, so I run and hide.
I wish I can change the person in the mirror, staring back at me.
When I look deep into my soul, it's someone different I see.
Someone frustrated, scared, and deeply hurt.
From all the pain i've been caused, from all the times I been treated like dirt.
I feel like I deserve it sometimes, for all the stuff i've done.
Im happy at least I've found love in someone .
Why cant I be what everyone wants me to be.
Why must I cowar behind my poetry.
Everyone expects to much, what the hell am I supposed to do.
Just shut up and take it, like I'm supposed to.
Why can't I have a good life?
Instead of having all the pain and strife.
Somtimes I really feel like dying.
I'm tired of being shamed and lying.
Lying to everyone, including myself.
It's as if my hearts been ripped out and set on a shelf.
I don't want to have any emotions.
Screw everyone and their riddiculous notions.
Do they know what I've been through, do they know how I feel?
The world and everything in it seem phony, and unreal.
Do strangers know what I'm thinking, do they know why I cry?
Do they know why I'm sad, Do they know why I lie?
I used to think drugs was my problem solver.
My life in many ways is much like a revolver.
Once it happens you can't take it back.
I've tried so hard to get my life on track.
I really have a unique personality.
I want to live in a fantasy, instead of reality.
I say I will change but I know I won't.
In some ways I want to, but in some ways I don't.
It's hard to imagine myself a hundred years from now.
In a certain perspective it will be better somehow.
I'll finally be happy, because I'll be stone cold dead.
No more evil thoughts, running through my head.

Copyright © Cdubs_Gurl666 ... [ 2004-09-20 00:32:16]
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