What I Will Always be
I love that my feelings don't matter.
That just because I am skinny and
pretty means that nothing is wrong with my life.
Everyone expects me to be fine.
But when I am not it's not okay.
This is not okay. I can't keep this going.
I can't keep getting used.
I can't keep taking this pain I can only handle so much before I break.
Before I shatter it nothing.
Before I am those pieces of glass lying on the ground
glistening in the sun waiting to wash away in
the wind with all the lost hopes and dreams.
I will just be another sad kid with feelings
That took over control.
I will just be another lost memory in the books.
My name in the back of everyone's mind.
Known as the girl who lost it.
The girl who couldn't handle life.
Who wasn't strong enough to take the pain.
Couldn't handle the hurt, betrayal, lies, and so
much more that this pathetic world gives you.
So yes that going to be me.
The lost soul.
The weak girl.
Because that's what I am.
Ands what I will always be.
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Falling
Teen FictionThese are just pages where I spilled out all my thought and feels. No I did not make this get attention. I simply made this because I trouble with telling people how I feel, instead I write it. So please come join with me on this journey in my wild...
