NoT American

(Bucharest)

i wish


I wish i was more powerfull
Be a fool [...]
No more
I wish i wasen`t so clumsy
Bloody nose [...]
No more

I wish they woulden`t make fun of me
I could open a door[...]

A door 2 hapiness
Where only people like me exist.

I hate them
They hate me
What the heck they want from me?
Just...
Alone i wanna be
Just me
Myself
& i
In the darkness
Till i die
[...]

Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Edited: Thursday, February 17, 2011
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  • Marci Made (4/24/2007 7:53:00 PM)

    There's always tomorrow and it just MIGHT be better. Remember, you're not alone, everyone is down at times. Ride the wave and write it down......mm.xo (Report) Reply

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