LilMsz. ToGood

(04-25-_ / 04-25-_)

I Am


I am: hurting very much
I wonder: If i ever will be happy
I hear: The lies everyone tells me
I see: The ppl that lie to me
I wont: Someone to love me for me

I am: Hurting Very Much
I pretend: To be happy
I feel: the lie, hit, y heart like rock
I touch: My face when i cry at night
I worry: If it will get better
I cry: bcusz i no it wont

I am: Hurting Very Much
I understand: That im me and no one can change that
I say: That im ok but, im really not
I dream: Of leving my family one day
I try: To be happy
I hope: All the paim will go away
I AM: Hurtig Very Much

Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2009
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