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This FeelingMy chest and stomach are still acting upMore Like This
This nervous feeling is tearing me apart
I've not an answer for what it could be
But the face of this ailment I wish I could see
I feel like i'm chained to this plain of reality
I feel as if this is where i'll stay perpetually
But if you only knew the things I would do do
To make it so I could be there with you
Run to the end of the world and then back
Never once uttering "Cut me some slack"
Making the effort to make it work out
Until I fall apart and I lay down and shout
Something inside me is killing my spirit
Savagely beating it down into darkness
Light still remains though I cry when it fade
A Fight You Wont WinHow can you sit and act like it's nothingMore Like This
The things that you do and you say are so haunting
It burns on the inside and is killing me slowly
But you'll never know, hell
You hardly ever knew me
Tell me I've changed and it's hurting you
Tell me i'm not the same Jeff that you're used to
Want me to go back to the way that things were
But I can't go back cause I've gone to far
I've had so many people tear me apart
Too many people who've blackened this heart
So many memories I wish I could toss
So many things I had cared for and lost
I wont lose anything else in my life
Except those who would carve up my back with a knife
I'll drop you in secon
Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girlMore Like This
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I a
Just That GuyI'm just that guyMore Like This
The one in the corner
Getting lost in my phone
Feeling out of place
And miles from home
Waiting for the moment
To come to an end
Trying to forget
That I came with a friend
Wondering when I
Might see her again
When she's done dancing
With those other men
Looking for a reason
To remain in this place
Trying so hard
To hide my face
So the other's wont see
What it's doing to me
So the other's wont see
What's becoming of me
I'll try to move on
And i'll try to find better
While i'm at it
I'll try to forget her
Well I have something better
And it's taking me places
I know what I want
And it's not pretty faces
I woul
my first poemIM no poet but this is how I feelMore Like This
lately ive felt like I need to shout
Just to let it all out
The the emotions in side eat me alive
ive felt pain before but not quite like this
And sometimes I wonder if ill be missed
But as I think of it I hear no
I feel like a puppy that gets abused
But in the end I come crawling back
The pain I feel inside my chest
Isn't like the rest
I have no doubt I need to let it out
"accidental" burns from work but I do it again
Is that a hot pan?
I feel like a useless fuck
Alls I want is someone
But its so hard to find you
there's multiple Caleb's in side me
And I wish you could get to know the rest
cuts and burnsOne cut on me I barely bleed.More Like This
I love you and swore I wouldnt lie so I tell you about this one cut on me.
Now your bleeding I broke the promiss and you got even...
More then even 16 times more.
You bleed because of one little test to see how sharp my razer was.
I wish I would have lied.
Because now you and I both hurt.
But as you bleed and you sting.
I burn and it hurts where both numb.
Im shaking/crying because of my mistakes.
You made a promissed to so I hurt my self as well.
But I could not keep up with what you cut.
My leg it burns above the knee.
Im sorry for what ive done.
Im a fuck up and you know it.
So why why did this
they'll question whyI fucked up I let you down and now I pay the price.More Like This
I hold you close to my heart and you whatch me fall apart.
I figured you dont care anymore and you want me gone.
Because of one mistake.
I guse one mistake is all it takes to lose the ones closest to you.
I want her back but I doubt she'll come.
I cry at night and want to hurt my self.
But then I think of what happend last time.
How I hurt my self then she hurt her self because of my pain.
She exsperinced it worse 16 times worse. The 1 cut I cut gave her 16 to her legs.
As I lie here typing this I think of her and cry and I question why I did what I did and what it has co
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