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Why can't I be someone who's different
Pretty and smart?
I could be standing in a room screaming
With a million people still nobody
Would ever look at me.

I lay my head down to weep

Nobody dares to smile afraid they
Might break. to them I'm not important
Just a child too young to be
Telling her "She's pretty"
I could b hit by a car and nobody
Would stop they'd just keep driving away.

I'll die alone in the dark

The razor cuts me open, my skin
Begins to burn all the pain fades away
I feel shame but,nobody would ever have to know
The sun comes up rain hits the window now my heart
Shatters beneath the covers my eyes turn gray
Shadows return on the wall demons begin to scream.

Ill let the blood dripple

So many unknown thoughts
So many forgotten dreams
I stare at the wall lookin for
Anwers searching for the only truth
I've failed I have nothing,nobody's
Child just another lonely soul.

Sleep wont come tonight

Why must I be a child?
How much more do I have to suffer?
My tired eyes blood shot with no
Sleep voices whispering crule saints
These long nights my childhood
Will never be safe I write on this
Paper emotional feelings.

Darkness will be my friend

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A Paper Of Emotional Feelings
Date: Monday, 1st March 2004 @ 08:47:30 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: carebear
Why must I be me?
Why can't I be someone who's different
Pretty and smart?
I could be standing in a room screaming
With a million people still nobody
Would ever look at me.

I lay my head down to weep

Nobody dares to smile afraid they
Might break. to them I'm not important
Just a child too young to be
Telling her "She's pretty"
I could b hit by a car and nobody
Would stop they'd just keep driving away.

I'll die alone in the dark

The razor cuts me open, my skin
Begins to burn all the pain fades away
I feel shame but,nobody would ever have to know
The sun comes up rain hits the window now my heart
Shatters beneath the covers my eyes turn gray
Shadows return on the wall demons begin to scream.

Ill let the blood dripple

So many unknown thoughts
So many forgotten dreams
I stare at the wall lookin for
Anwers searching for the only truth
I've failed I have nothing,nobody's
Child just another lonely soul.

Sleep wont come tonight

Why must I be a child?
How much more do I have to suffer?
My tired eyes blood shot with no
Sleep voices whispering crule saints
These long nights my childhood
Will never be safe I write on this
Paper emotional feelings.

Darkness will be my friend

©Care

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