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Maybe I've said too much, or really haven't said enough. All these words they come undone. I'm getting lost in the meaning.

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Friday, September 22, 2006 ♥


Pretending I'm fine,
But clearly I'm not.

Sometimes, I just question myself...
Are they really my friends?
Why am I feeling terrible when I'm with them?

Yes, they are just deriving joy out of me.
Thanks, thanks alot.
I appreciate all those unfriendly remarks.
That was not-at-all encouraging.

So what lies beneath?
I'm just a tool at your disposal.

And where has that feeling gone?
I feel as if I can't love anyone anymore.
You've stolen all of it.
And never give it back.


9:04 PM