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Understand Me
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This is a page of some poems I wrote..
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I'm sorry Only Me I've tryed so hard to be, someone else that's not real. But if I be the real me, theres so many bad things i feel. Pain of wanting to die, from what everyone says. "Look at that gay freak, why can't he just be dead?" I try not to be who I am, and crawl to my space in the dark. Try to wear long shirst, to cover all my scars. Scars from everything they said, from everything that they did. Sometimes I sit and jsut wonder, "Why can't I be a normal kid?" A person with no problems, a person with no pain. Living life always smiling, instead of living it all in vain. I try to get past everything, all the jokes and names. And look at everything that happens, as if it all was a big game. But all the stuff hurts so bad, it gives me scars underneath. Underneath my already mutilated body, past from what you can see. Scars in my heart, and in my soul. Changin me everytime, from a hear that was so full. So full of love and life, like a pure white dove. But being hurt every day, by the ones who I am supposed of love Changing me into someone, who I do not want to be. Into something hateful and wrong, someone who i know is not me. But you are the ones who are causing it, for not loving me for who I am. Wanting me to be normal and perfect, hurting me and not giving a damn. Why can't you all just stop, stop not letting me be. And finally accepect and love, the one, true, and only me... | ![]() | ![]() | ![]() | ![]() | ![]() | ![]() | ![]() |
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A Dream Come True I always closed my eyes, and dreamed of somone like you. But i never in my whole entire life, that this dream would come true. You are everything I ever wanted, and even more and more. I thought my heart sealed off forever, but you found the key to that door. You have opened my eyes once again, and even more got inside to my heart. It scares me to death how great you are, that one day we will have to part. But I have faith in you beyond bealief, and I put trust in every word you say. I know that you are differnt then everyone, I noticed that the very first day. Since you came into my life, things have totally turned around. My life is finally going the right way, my heart not longer crys a sad sound. From once being in so much pain, and feeling like I was destined to be alone. To not being able to stop smiling at all, all these feelings I have never known. But this feels like a dream so much, that everything is too good to be true. I just care about you so much, and I don't know what to do. I never felt for someone like this this stong and this fast. I thought all my feelings were gone, but they were just trapped in the past. Why must you be so perfect? Is this really mean to be? What if this the same as before, or has love finally chosen me?
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