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The building of my hapiness

Contributed by funmi on Monday, 13th July 2009 @ 09:22:47 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

The building of my hapiness
has lost most of its foundation.
I am tired of speaking out for others,
and no one saying a word for me.
Its like am invisible, or i dont matter.
I am at the decision making age of my life,
the time to mingle, have fun and explore the world.
Yet i feel socially immature, and mentally paranoid.
I am now used to heartbreaks and dissapoinments,
But the keys on the piano never dissapoint me,
my joy refills itself automatically when i hear each note.
I claim a few friends, but can proof a real friend.
I cant just try and be happy,
when i now its not a hapiness from within.
I need a moment to myself.

The buidling of my hapiness is,
soaked with tears.
Tears i wish i never had to cry. All i want is peace, joy and flow.
I want confidence.
Its nerve racking walking between boys or girls my age mates,
I feel i dont belong, Not that i want to belong.
I never get invited for parties, Its like no one thinks of me.
People know me for long, and always back away,
thats why i dont have an eye for boys,
i assume they will leave me too early.
Is it my innocence, or my timidity?
I dont know.
But what i do know is that ,
nothing beats having a family,
that cares about you.

Copyright © funmi ... [ 2009-07-13 09:22:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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