Tired, Confused, and Hurt, by laurenmarierandall
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Tired.
Tired of living in a shell.
Tired of caring what you think.
Tired of KNOWING I don’t have to be like this – but
still being this way.
Tired.
Confused.
Confused about why I am like this.
Confused about why I cant be like everyone else.
Confused about why I cry when I’m fine.
Confused.
Hurt.
Hurt because you don’t get it.
Hurt because I think and feel too much.
Hurt because I want to do MORE.
Hurt.
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Posted: 2010-03-02 23:35:09 UTC |
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