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We were all born into a familyRelatives and siblingsWhen we commit we submit to our family What if you were born to be in the treeOn the broken branchThat fell so easily it's hard to believe  
Closing my eyes, Fingers shaking,  Ready for a surprise, To be accepted, wanted Please let me in here, Can't you hear me? Knocking on your door, Striving to help the world?
How many times have I found myself like this?
  Another world inside of me That no one else will ever see Mostly it is comforting But in the dark where no one sees It's actually quite lonely..
Every song says your name
I was thinking of you today You taught me so much in so many ways Like how to give up and just say goodbye And then to turn "love" into "wanting-to-die" You and my mom, you had it planned out so well
Fair-weather sweetheart Hide behind your porcelain makeup Cozy and cuddling in an oversized sweater Fearing the touch of skin when she wakes up Expecting more I love you buts and you deserve betters
One No one can feel the dark rivers of hatred flooding my soul Two No one knows about the bloody tears shed late at night Three No one cares about my consideration of my own destruction Four
If my body could talk Laughter would erupt from within and flood the air "Why do such random and strange thoughts race through your mind?" "Thanks for all the terribly fatty food that tastes amazing."  
When I am able, I speak my mind. But mostly, I am silent. Their Judgment will be final so I stay away. Only to find thier eyes back on me. I try to be noticed in positive ways,
I pushed to hard I've gone too far There's no turning back and redemption to be had It's not fair I've come too far to have it end in dispair Blood, sweat, and tears my worst fear
My heart is beating faster than normal. Perhaps it’s the coffee or all this anticipation. On edge and full of emotion. An agonizing wait as today is the day. The day that could change.
not allowed to join. Dismissed.Into the fray, not todayAnd maybe somedaythey will see.But not today. questions  unanswered, days go by
Being an aspie can be a source of misery or a source of pride, it’s all in the bearer’s perception. “What’s an aspie?” you might ask. It’s a term for someone who bears the rigorous condition of aspergers.
Your ideas made me, desgined me. The paper was my womb and the ink nourished me. When i was ready, you P U S H H H H ED me. out. My spine showed my name. Given. My cover reflected you.
I had a love That did not love Me as I am Or as I was My love had loved another love So here today I stand
Why is dark ink worth more than my red blood? A blood so pure and full of hopeful life. The darkness stabs as a dull ballpoint knife, Until I can no longer hear the thud Of the slowly dying heart from within.
Why is dark ink worth more than my red blood? A blood so pure and full of hopeful life. The darkness stabs as a dull ballpoint knife, Until I can no longer hear the thud Of the slowly dying heart from within.
Everything about college is a process. It can be difficult at times. And even more difficult at other times. The choices and decisions are endless. The thought alone of it can make your head explode.
My heart beats at twice the pace Than the beat my feet take down the staircase And the walk to those exit doors seems like a chase A long awaited race to my fate
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