1-10, 10 being the best and 1 being the worst. this is my sister's poem.
'you like to think your never wrong!!! you live what you do!!! CRAWLING in my skin, fear is how i fall. you're confusing, confusing what is real!!! the lack of self controll i fear will never end, i've felt this way before so insecure! confusing what is real, fear is how i fall. crawling in my skin.the lessons you taught me were never true. now i find my self in question they point the finger at me, guilty by accusatoin, you point the finger at me again...i wanna run away, never say good bye, i wanna know the truth, instead of wondering why, no more lies, i wanna run away, i wanna shut the door and open my mind.'
So what do you think pretty deep huh.
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