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Wednesday, 13 February 2008
11:52:19 PM (GMT)
the whispers are like cuts,
the haters are like razors.

the rumors are bruises,
the pain is a hammer...

crying at night is worthless,
and emotions always fail.

i've become so blank and broken,
become so blank and frail...

having no one to catch me,
and being stabbed in the back...

always screaming,
but never speaking more than a whisper...

being told what/who to be,
and wanting to fit in, but not as much as wanting to be free

so i'll spend another night,
lying there, unable to sleep.

so i'll kick myself again,
just to feel what its like to feel something again.

so i'll wipe up my last tear,
and turn on that one song...

so its so loud,
i can finally feel alive

i'm gonna shout,
so i can finally be heard

i'm gonna scream,
till i cant anymore

i'm gonna step away,
and let someone else be in my shoes

i'm gonna sit here,
until someone finds me

or just stand unnoticed,
until someone finally sees 

i'm gonna lock myself behind this door,
and except that no one cares

i'm gonna get up and walk on my own two feet...
and when i fall...i'll let myself hit the ground,
untill i know i'm healed,
i'll crawl around,
with no firm hand to grasp,
i'll be as strong as i know i can be,
just to prove to myself,
and know i have to bare  

ok, ok, its a sucky poem, but i do feel better now!!!

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