ITs life

i Got up one morning
the sun was so bright
i felt so lonely
as i stared at the sight

i looked in the mirror
at the girl that wasnt me
i felt so ashamed
of the things i once did

i hate this life
i hate it so much
this isnt me
its only who they want 2 see

its over im done
i can no longer go on
its time i am me
its time ive moved on

i looked at myself
i felt trappend in this world
the stabbing and burns
of those once hurtful words

God help me move on
help me live for me
cuz those people
were so freaken mean

IM Tired.....:(

  • Author: Lonelykaren (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2011 18:04
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