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Life is So Screwed

Contributed by doodley_5 on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 05:40:54 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



no feeling, no thoughts

not tired, not exited

laying there, staring into an abliss of colors

.... thinking

the sorness keeps me from moving
-wondering if anyone will save me

the only real person to save me is myself

It seems its never going to get better...
but somehow it always does

everyone is always putting on the front of being happy.. even though there misarible inside

the only people that cheer me up.. are the ones closest to me.. but somehow the ones closest always let me down

im scared to trust someone, scared to love, scared to show any sign of affection... because if I do.. they might start taking me for granted like the others did....

if i do show a sign of anything.. they might ditch me.. or possibly like me more

but i would rather be friendless.. than giving my full self to another friend and getting hurt again..

they say.. "who needs them"
i thought i did
i thought i truly had a friend that loved me and trusted me

then.. come to find out it was all a lie

i need to find myself.. i feel hollow inside..
maybe there right.. maybe i have no life...
but all i want is someone i can trust...

Truly yours,
~~A Lost Life Without A Cause.....




Copyright © doodley_5 ... [ 2005-01-12 17:40:54]
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Re: Life is So Screwed (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 07:06:17 PM AEST
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Ah the joys of Teen Angst




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