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Not so dark and tough

Contributed by pUnKa_RaCh on Thursday, 12th May 2005 @ 11:08:00 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



I am very selfish and I dress like a boy
Wear nothing but black my parents it does annoy
I’m real messed up in the head
So mental still living but I wanna be dead
“Oh were did we go wrong”- is what my parents say
While I cry they are quick to turn away

“She is so sick she’s got no reason to be in pain
She’s just a whiner complaining all over again
She has no heart just trying to rebel
Lacks any real goals she’ll never excel”

I’m not a rebel just take me the way I am
I’m sorry for messing up your life god damn
Don’t want to talk so I retreat into my room
Put my headphones on try and keep out the gloom
Got no purpose just listen to music and write
Withdraw from this world there’s no hope in sight

I think I need some help but no-one listens anymore
Man why am I here life is becoming such a bore
I know I look dark and tough on the outside
But I am truly CRUMBLING on the inside…




Copyright © pUnKa_RaCh ... [ 2005-05-12 23:08:00]
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Re: Not so dark and tough (User Rating: 1 )
by SocialMisfit on Thursday, 19th May 2005 @ 05:29:22 PM AEST
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awsome..awsome write, i can relate to this so much, this is indeed a fav of mine.


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Re: Not so dark and tough (User Rating: 1 )
by sararose1950 on Sunday, 30th October 2005 @ 09:25:35 AM AEST
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even though 55 now- can really relate to this- was a rebel- a loner in my youth- those who cherish my friendship now- call me unique-guess it all comes full circle- lovely write




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