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We write.
We write to express our emotions and thoughts.
Running around, Wondering what they bought.
We look at others to see what they have to say,
Maybe they share similar feelings, feel the same way.
Some feel alone.
But there is always someone out there feeling just like you.
Some feel happy.
It's up to them to help those that feel blue.
We add to this growing monster of emotion.
People look to see the comotion.
We scream and yell and cry at night.
Lock ourselves away to sheer fright.
Going out of our ******** minds.
We're closer and closer every time.
We're almost saved we can see it coming.
You start to think about how it was nothing.
Maybe it stays, you still feel that way.
We'll put it away, away to play another day.
Await the day that someone can stay,
And take away the pain that day.
You always feel like your alone,
Left to rot.
But the fact of the matter is,
Your not.
No matter what you do,
We are always here feeling just like you.
 Father Fluff · Tue Jul 01, 2008 @ 10:12pm · 1 Comments |
