I wish I could tell you how much I hate this,
I wanted this to be better,
I wanted to finally be calm,
Rather then calming.
I am Storm-Peace,
That's my middle name,
But I didn't think it cursed me.
I didn't think I would be peaceful,
While a storm is raging through me.
I wish I could stand up to you, I wish you'd let me talk.
I wanted this to start over,
I wanted to finally grow up.
Listen to me, I want to let go.
I hate you,
No I don't.
I care about you,
I want to be cared about.
I want to die,
No I can't,
I want you to love me,
As I love you.
I want to leave,
But things need to be fixed.
I want to change this,
So that we can be changed.
Why are you so difficult?
No it's me,
I want to understand you,
So understand me.
I wish I could let go,
I wanted to forget the pain,
I wanted to finally find the ends,
Be better then I can't be.
Stop lying to me,
Stop telling me you're fine,
You're just like me,
You hide the loss of your sister's,
Like I hide the loss of myself.
Why didn't I have a funeral?
I died too, yes because of myself.
But do I deserve to be alone?
Do I deserve to be forgotten?
I want to be who I was before,
But she died, I killed her.
I can't be who I was,
Whoever she was, I miss her.
I miss her like I miss my second grade friends.
They didn't deserve my disappearance.
They didn't deserve to be abandoned.
I did that to them.
They didn't have any friends,
Until I was there,
And I left them to suffer.
I don't want you to be like them,
Left alone by me,
I drag pain with me where ever I go.
You don't deserve that.
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