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A day goes by and here I stand
So much has happened that means so little
I have no desire to participate
But I know I have too , too hide what I feel inside
The worlds not ready
Too see the way I really feel
I may talk about my personal life
But you won’t even know me in a little while.
If you could see the hate I have with in
You would not think I could be such a good friend.
Things are never really how they appear
On the outside I am happy go lucky
I cause drama
Grew up to fast
I’m with friends all the time
Telling them things I know I shouldn’t
But I just don’t see anything to live up to
So I tell you everything.
There are something’s people will never know
There are some truths that never should have been told
There are lies that sadly seem so true.
& love that is so untrue.
I’ve hurt best friends
I’ve hurt family
I’ve hurt boys and I’ve hurt girls
Caused drama for many
Laughs for most
A good time almost always.
Made someone smile daily
I’d do anything for anyone…
Not really ,
But it is what is
Here’s a S.e.C.r.E.C.t.
I could really care less.
I;m never really happy
I cause the drama because im hurt
I make you laugh so you don’t see me cry
I get attached to guy even though you think I could care less..
I give you a good time so we wont talk one on one.
I could really care less about what happens with my life
When you actually look at me
And realize that the sparkle in my eye is actually a tear waiting to fall down
The day you realize this
This would be when the day goes by and someone takes my hand and softly says “ come with me we’ll find you help.
& when that day comes
Maybe I’ll have the desire to participate
Like I was always raised to do.
Maybe I wont have to hide the anger
Because there wont be any.
Maybe, just maybe
That one day
I’ll wake up and be me…..