Jul. 19th, 2010 05:49 am
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At night I can't sleep.

There's times when I cry for no reason.

For most of my life I lip into my own little dream world.

I prefer it to my own life,

Which is too drear.

I'm depressed,

And there's a reason.

When I was a child I was molested,

And ever since then I've thought that I'm less then I am.

Made my self believe that I will never have a boyfriend.

Part of me knows that's wrong,

But that part is very small.
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As the saying goes;

When life gives you lemons make lemonade.

Well life has given me too many lemons,

And not enough sugar.

Every time someone has made fun of me,

I've gotten a lemon.

Every time I find out a guy I like hates my guts,

I've gotten a lemon.

Every time my brothers yell at me

And treat me like I'm not worth the trouble,

I've gotten a lemon.

There's not enough sugar in my life.

My lemonade tastes very sour.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:12 pm
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A I lay me down to sleep,

I think of how much my life sucks.

I think of all the times I hid,'

In small corners,

To hide from everybody.

I think of all the times I had wished I was not alive,

And that I had the guts to jump off the nearest bridge.

I think of all the guys I have liked,

And how they all treated me like trash.

Then I remember all the times I have laughed.

I remember all the times I have made my friends laugh.

I remember that I do have friends that care about me.


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