Jessica Thomas

(04/13/1985 / Indianapolis)

Boundaries


Time crawling little by little
Climbing slower and slower
My world is saddening
Feeling as if I'm drowning
Under a pool of my own anger
Hating because my pride is in danger
These issues I need to perfect
And my boundaries to re erect
Maybe I jumped the gun
Maybe my future has begun
Right now I'm lost without a care
Thoughts I wouldn't dare to share
All alone in a hateful place
Always I feel that I'm a disgrace
I wish just once life would be good
Not be listened to but understood
I deserve some positive attention
Not overwhelmed by stress and tension
I want to go out and make myself smile
One that'll keep me happy for a long while.

Submitted: Saturday, June 24, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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