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Short and Brief


People think I'm innocent, sweet, quiet, and harmless. That if i was to open my mouth it would all be sweet as well. But we all can't face the truth of what will come out. You should be worried about the words that would come out of my mouth. In my mind there are many conflicting battles of what should be said. Or even the fact that I'm afraid of what I'm capable of. Just because I seem sweet doesn't make me an angel. I wanted to take my life many times, there was nothing stopping me. I beleived that my life was worthless and that no one would understand. The sad part if I told everyone the truth they wouldn't understand. I'm not sweet and innocent, I may be quiet but there are a thousand truths inside me. Ones that no one will understand but they will stop and stare. They will pass me many glares and never speak to me again. What you think is the truth is a lie you will never understand. My thruths lie farther beneath anything you believe or will understand. So...for now lets keep it short and brief.
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