I CAN'T EVER FEEL THIS LONELY AGAIN I STRETCHED MYSELF TO BREAKING POINT I THOUGHT THAT I COULD BE STRONG IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU CAN FOOL YOURSELF FOR YEARS THEN YOU'RE HIT IN THE FACE ALL THE CRACKS ARE STARTING TO SHOW I'M WIDE OPEN AGAIN TAKE YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM ME YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU'RE NOT WHO YOU SHOULD BE I HAVE A GIFT FOR BEING ALL THE WRONG THINGS AND BEING SOMEWHERE ELSE WHEN I SHOULD BE RIGHT HERE IT'S A STRANGE SITUATION I FIND MYSELF IN I NEVER STARTED WHOLE BUT NOW I'M HALVED AGAIN BEHIND THIS BRAVE FACE THERE ARE THINGS THAT I SHOULD SAY I HAVE ALL THESE WORDS I CAN'T KNOCK INTO SHAPE I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ALL THOSE THINGS YOU NEED TO SAY I'M JUST A SHELL, AN EMPTY HOLE, A USELESS FACE A SHADOW OF ME
Reason for writing:
Illness, stress, and being pestered by the wrong people!
Birth sign: Not entered
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