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Sometimes it's really hard to keep pretending i'm tough... I'm not..I'm weak and I have to accept it.
Never pay attention if I don't cry, you should actually know i'm dying inside.. that I am on the verge of ending this, as people usually say of "cutting it from the root"... giving an end to the error of being born, the one my family finds pleasure in reminding me every time they can...
I don't pretend to be understood... I accept it, I'm 16 years old, and I can't ask for understanding when so many contradictory things are happening inside my mind... my heart...
I feel lost and confused... stranded and alone... and I can't deny anymore that I miss you... I can't the deny that you were a great part of me and that I feel alone without you... I can't deny I need you.
So many people insist on my dependence... I guess it's true.. I depend on you to feel, on all of you to actually feel my life has a purpose... I need your strength to keep me from falling apart... I need someone to love me and someone for me to love..
Something to keep my mind busy, to keep it from starting to think about all of this... to keep me from crying... to keep me from dying...
I've found this can't be.. so impossible keep being the targets of my love... so unreal... so untrue...
I guess I'm open.... I guess I'm broken...
I guess I'm sure.... I'm not strong enough...
Never pay attention if I don't cry, you should actually know i'm dying inside.. that I am on the verge of ending this, as people usually say of "cutting it from the root"... giving an end to the error of being born, the one my family finds pleasure in reminding me every time they can...
I don't pretend to be understood... I accept it, I'm 16 years old, and I can't ask for understanding when so many contradictory things are happening inside my mind... my heart...
I feel lost and confused... stranded and alone... and I can't deny anymore that I miss you... I can't the deny that you were a great part of me and that I feel alone without you... I can't deny I need you.
So many people insist on my dependence... I guess it's true.. I depend on you to feel, on all of you to actually feel my life has a purpose... I need your strength to keep me from falling apart... I need someone to love me and someone for me to love..
Something to keep my mind busy, to keep it from starting to think about all of this... to keep me from crying... to keep me from dying...
I've found this can't be.. so impossible keep being the targets of my love... so unreal... so untrue...
I guess I'm open.... I guess I'm broken...
I guess I'm sure.... I'm not strong enough...