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"No Where To Go"


I leave the empty room full of people they mock me, judge me and even hate me What have I done to get missed judged so badly Why do they keep looking at me with those judgemental eyes The pain I keep to myself how come it hurts me so much Not the person they say they thought I was The paths I have taken oh my they never understand Clean the pain that leaves my body from my weak wounds Shall I seek the truth or never speak it again They always smile in my face and laugh behind my back I’m quiet now but I never assume they ever hear me I looked out the window and saw my future getting out of his car Does he notice me yes, Does he like me yes, he lies of course We will never happen I’m the loner and he is the jock I put my future in my closet and keep him in my past I wish my future was with me I lie awake thinking about who I say I am One day everything will come into place I may not speak into the mic the words I seek, but my emotions show more than my misunderstood words I don’t speak Always guessing on who are true to me and not betraying me I talk they don’t listen just keep on ignoring me I’m alone The skeletons in my closet haunt me every single day I want to feel the love that someone gives me in a spiritual way not lust but love All of these emotions in my heart, soul, mind, and body I’m looking out the window some how can I escape this world I live in I follow the routine of my everyday life no where to go I try to escape with my unspoken words that I may never speak but I will always write
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wonderpie

I love writing it is just the best way I can express myself. A really nice person to get along with, just trying to come out of my shell more.

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