B"H
This is the only way
that I can seem to say
what it is I need to.
without knowing why
I'm lost,
I am
and can't find the path to freedom.
Sunk,
drifting,
I'm boneless in confusion.
Too many times tried
to try again
even though I must
I can't pretend
that I didn't wish I was my true self
more often.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Little Lost Girl
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8 comments:
this is depressing
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nice.
hey anonymous - be more specific!
what inspired this now, of all times?
"nice" being "whooaah!!!"
very...proffesional sounding.A beautiful canvas of poetry.
you can tell from your poetry that ur hot.
you're right. this blog is cool!
Leilei - being home and falling back into bad habits...
anon - is this leigh?
superman - i told you! see your little sis is cool too... ;)
swweeeeeeeet man, i luv it.........
keep it real.......
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