no room for dreamers

no room for dreamers

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"sucker "loser" bitch" those words still ponder in my mind as I look up to find myself lost in my thoughts on seventh street on the way home ... hey I am ariaana this is my story .. isn't much exciting but all I got so the thing is I lost my parents at an early age (tho my foster parents are cool i still miss my real ones ) I've. suffered bullying till the age of 16 .. I always thought happiness wasn't my thing until I met walid the coolest kid in school and love found its way .. but in till thee most tragic incident of my life happened .... will I be happy again ? and then betrayal comes? where's the happiness like I always say there's no room for dreamers ..or is there
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3 sides to every story Yours. Mines. And the truth I act like everything is fine. I laugh at people's jokes, I do stupid shit with my friends and I act like I have a carefree life. It's funny though. When I come back home, I just turn off that mental switch then suddenly I break down. I feel alone, empty, worthless, tired, I can't exactly describe how I feel in two words. It's like I have two different me's. One for the public and one for myself. Only if they knew what happens behind closed doors.. Abuse| rape| exposed| sex| betrayal |love |murder| thugs| love All rights reserved to Tamia Branch ©

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