Feelings...

by whitney   May 14, 2007


Hurting on the inside hiding it on the out, no one sees the pain that I hold inside.
Walking around like nothings wrong while day after day it just gets worse, and I slowly wither away.
Cutting myself just to feel something I'm engulfed by misery.
Searching for a way out and all I find is doom, gloom, and misery, and I find myself asking, is this all just a bad dream?
Will I wake up soon?

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