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Tuesday, 29 May 2012
08:00:37 PM (GMT)
What's the phrase?
'Caught between a rock and a hard place'?
I think I'd sooner be there than where I am now.
At least one of those could hit me and I'd be dead.

It'll be a waste of a job.  Of an education.  Of everything.
Well right now, I'm wasting a life.
Someone else could be living it perfectly.
Making their parents happy.
The girl I used to be.

She could have friends.
She could love.
"What's changed?" They all ask.
Nothing, I've just gotten worse at pretending.
Nothing, I've always felt like this.
Nothing, I've always seen him when no one else has.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Cue false smile.

My mother, trying to be strong, but crying in private.
Father says it's because she's too proud of me to watch me loose everything.
I've already lost myself.  What more is there?

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