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  1. Dear Mom

    Dear Mom,You said you'd always be there But you're nowhere to be found I can't believe you left me I feel so low beneath the ground There's nothing I can do now I trusted you with all my heart But now you're gone You're the one who tore my life apart I've learned not to trust There's nothing more to say You've lost someone special You can't get back each day Now you're the one left in the dark And all of a sudden you feel my pain You expect me to take you back But you still feel you're not to blame ...
  2. Dear Mother

    I can never explain the ways I've felt
    Growing up without you, playing the cards I was dealt.
    There were always many things I wanted to say
    My dreams and new thoughts that came each day
    I wish I could take back some of the skeptical things I've said
    To be more respectful, listen, be positive instead.
    At times I felt you were never listening to what I would say,
    So I'd get angry and react in the wrong way.
    I understand that it took some time ...
  3. Lost

    Blood pours from my mouth like rain
    This agony leaving me in dismay
    I wish I were dead already
    To feel free without restraint
    These chains are too heavy
    Nothing makes sense anymore
    It hasn't since you threw me to the floor
    As all my spilled blood drenches me
    I hear you in the distance laughing
    When I try to look inside a mirror
    This face isn't mine anymore
    My true form is revealed in time
    This illusion is for humanity ...
  4. The People I Hide

    Getting ready to see friends

    Go to the mirror put on makeup on

    To hide my true self.

    Is this what life is about?

    To hide.

    I see my friends flirty & girly.

    I try to be happy an like them,

    but all I feel is alone.

    No-one here to help me

    I am different to my friends.

    I am different, fun, happy girly

    but is that me?

    I ...
  5. Some Call

    Some Call It Crazy. Some Say Its Sick. But I Think Its Freedom. The Pain Is Fierce. But Quick. Some Say That Its Sin. Just Alittle To Risque. But It Helps Release The Pain That I Go Through Everyday The Blade Is Sharp And Cold As It Runs Across My Skin Leaving Me To Ponder And Decide How Deep I Cut In. The Icy Chill Running Down My Spine Makes Me Feel At Ease I No Longer Feel Like Like A Coward ****ing Up On Everything With Every Breath I Breathe But Somedays I Want To Stop Feeeling Like Everythings ...