Afraid of the world.
Feels like it happened to someone else.
Who can I tell?
Everything changed.
Feel dead inside.
Why me?
No one knows.
No one sees the wounds inside.
Want to hide.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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Revenge is what I think of.
ReplyDeleteYou left out the tears and self hating, but the thoughts are right on the money.
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