Finding My Lost Self [to be edited]
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Complete, First published Dec 12, 2013
She's sarcastic. She was the girl who never cared what people said. She was far from a romantic; She was Oreo obsessed. 

She used to beat up people in middle school, and still throws her shoes at them in high school. She was weird, a good weird. She was sensitive, but piss her off and you'll be scared.

It was just her and the small, easy life she had. That was until everything had gone down the toilet. That was until her senior year had started..

~♦~

Monsters are just everywhere,

Only a few people are trustworthy.

Would you be my savior if I'm lost there?

'Cause with all the greed, there's left no mercy.

At some point I'll be so hopeless,

At some point I'll get that feeling,

That feeling when trying's Worthless,

Doors are closed, I'm barely breathing.

I need the light, I need a guide,

I'll do things with all my might,

Smiling is hard, life's not so "cute",

You scream and yet, the screams are mute,

When lies, evil and mistakes take all the love away...

When asked how you feel it's always "I'm Okay,"

All the hope you had, got lost in the darkness,

You're heartbroken, you feel so hopeless...

Crying in the silence is the best you can.

Everything has changed in a blurry time span...

Would I be able to find true Love?

Would I be able to ever again Trust?

Be My Savior, Please Don't Be late... 

Give me true love... I hope you understand.


My name is Samantha Walters, and that's how my story went... But who knows how it would end?

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