At night, when I'm cold I wonder what my knapsack has in it I carry it with me all the time, you see, can't seem to break away I wish I could leave it behind instead I'm stuck here with emotional baggage out the ass. You loved me and left me. You trashed my emotions, my body, and my self-respect. How can I ever recover? You think messin around with another woman is cool? Well guess what - I'm not your little playtoy. I'm just a girl with the emotional knapsack.
Reason for writing:
No reason.
Birth sign: Leo
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