|My World (standard:poetry, 0 words)|
|Author: diva69||Added: Jun 19 2001||Views/Reads: 1501/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I wrote this about 2 years ago when i was very depressed.|
My World I feel like everyone has someone else, I feel like everyone is abandoning me, and I stand alone, and in cold shadows I bleed. I feel alone in this world, I feel that no one understands, and I feel like I am lost, and that everyone has a man. I feel comfort from no one, I feel hurt on the inside, and I feel out of the loop, and I feel out of my mind. I am dying on the inside, while the outside puts on a show, I say everything is okay and fine, when truly, I really donít know. everyone thinks Iím a goody-goody, because I donít do drugs, smoke, or drink, and I get good grades in school, and use my mind to think. so what if I donít fit into a social category, so what if I am a little weird, it doesnít mean I donít have feelings, and that I should be feared. I feel like Iím on the outside, I feel like Iím looking in, and I feel like Iím someone else, and I feel pricked with invisible pins. but this is my life, and this is my world, and this is my story, of me, a strange girl. Tweet
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