Every people needs a world, That they can live, And that's what we call Earth.
The earth is, were we live, And we consider, As our world. But for me the earth is not my world, Because my world is can believe me in anything, And can make me happy, That's my own world.
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Yeah, i live in my own world, But no one know that i have that world, World that everyone doesn't like it, Because it is just a imagination. Imagination is just my happiness, Because in imagination i have my world, That can make me smile, In just simple thing.
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All over the world just imagination is my only want, Because everything that i want is there, Imagination is better than other things, Because imagination can give all, For people who imagine her want.
The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force
of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside
forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago,
something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk
about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and
everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what
happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back
and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me
stop.