Only Way Out
Do i really know myself
I ask myself this question everyday
I spend my life looking for the anwser to it
Being tormented when I think I have answered it
Cry, yelling, screaming hateing everything
My life is just a big confusion
You don't know what your really want to soyou give others what they want
Go around every day giving everyone a fake smile
They smile back not knowing that all you want to do is frown and be angry
You feel so lonely like something is missing
Like life is just a big lie
Maybe it is maybe it's not
But mine is
My life is fake
Fake amiling
Fake happiness
Fake me
That is why i don't know my self
Because i have pretended to be something i'm not
That is why this question hunt me and will hunt me
Until i get the answer
Or until i die
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Novela JuvenilThese are stories that i started that i didn't finish. I might continue a story but you have to post a comment on the FIRST UPLOADED CHAPTER for that to happen or else it wont happen.
