i Got up one morningthe sun was so brighti felt so lonelyas i stared at the sight
i looked in the mirror at the girl that wasnt mei felt so ashamed of the things i once did
i hate this lifei hate it so muchthis isnt meits only who they want 2 see
its over im donei can no longer go onits time i am meits time ive moved on
i looked at myself i felt trappend in this worldthe stabbing and burnsof those once hurtful words
God help me move onhelp me live for mecuz those people were so freaken mean
IM Tired.....:(
i looked in the mirror at the girl that wasnt mei felt so ashamed of the things i once did
i hate this lifei hate it so muchthis isnt meits only who they want 2 see
its over im donei can no longer go onits time i am meits time ive moved on
i looked at myself i felt trappend in this worldthe stabbing and burnsof those once hurtful words
God help me move onhelp me live for mecuz those people were so freaken mean
IM Tired.....:(
- Author: Lonelykaren (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 29th, 2011 18:04
- Comment from author about the poem: IDk
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