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It's not okay

Maybe it's just the though of me beeing happy that makes me smile?
Maybe it's just the though of me beeing sorry that makes me cry?
Maybe it's just the though of me laughing that makes me laugh?
Or maybe it's just that I'm sad all the time,
and that I'm just good at pretending?
Cause I don't feel happy at all.

But I'm sick of pretending.
Sick of smiling all the time.
Can't I just be me?
I don't want to hide around any more,
And telling people that I'm feeling fine, when I really don't.
All I really want is for people to know what I'm feeling,
But I'm too afraid.
Cause I know how they will react.

So I will keep on sitting in a corner all by my self.
All alone, while all my so called friends are standing around and talking.
Sure, they care about me,
But do they really care enough?
What am I even doing here?
All alone.
Lost in this world.
No one to love.




Poetry by kittipuusen
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 23:17

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Mr.Mist
Du kan føle deg forlatt... ensom... men husk smilene.. gledene.. ta vare på de.. det sanne minne er bedre enn noe man kan håpe på...
Et håp..noe man kan leve for, men ikke altid leve med... ken virklighet, derimot..gjør det beste ut av din virklighet..ikke tvil på dine valg, og alt vil gå din vei...
..bare en liten mening fra meg...


(((((Storekoser))))))

-mr.m
2006-10-22


Saga
Be honest, it is the only way to confront that which ails you, it will go away soon enough!!!
2006-10-22