lil'emo'kid BwOkEnHeArT


The loneliest thing I know
As I sit recalling the past
A lost little girl all alone
Wishing for peace at last

A big smile and bright blue eyes
Was how my secret safely slept
I did good hiding the depression
Locked in my room while i wept

I was invisible to my mother
Lost because acquaintances weren't true friends
But the saddest thing I recall
Was wishing for the end

The loneliest thing I know
Used to be myself
And I probably wouldn't have made it
If my friends hadn't helped

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 5, 2010

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