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ginavolleyball2
ginavolleyball2
17/F/illinois Just a girl trying to make it through life one day at a time.
No matter the bumps or bruises you give me Somehow I still love you You always hurt me Leave me screaming Leave me crying Can't erase the memories of our past You want her but, I, Im not her You say you love her but that you need me How? How can this be? You have to choose her or me Im done waiting around I can't even start to make a sound The wounds you left will never heal Deep inside I know you still care And that's just too hard for you to bare Just please stop and don't stare I am not your little play toy Just so you can have a little joy You leave me burned Leave me confused and unwanted She's over here accusing me of being a liar Little does she know that you´re the liar not me Just wait till she sees Sees the way you still look at me The way you make me feel The way you smile when you're with me Just choose. choose her. choose me... But choose
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 2:28 PM UTC
Choose
spending to much time thinking about the ¨thems¨ about what matters to ¨them¨ they tell you to be anything you want yet its them that are tearing us apart its them that tell you your not good enough you believe them you´re nothing in  their eyes. but you wonder who you´ll be without them you´ll finally be good enough without them
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
Good enough
When we were younger we had no cares, no worries,no fears A boy sits alone with head down low Holding onto what little hope But no one could ever know the pain he holds Since he was little he was alone No place to call home No one to call his own His side of the tree is so dark so hopeless He tries his hardest to stay awake But the pain is so bad for god's sake To his friends he´s a hero To his parents he´s just a wrong answer To himself he's a bomb Going to blow any moment But he's not the only one who grew up like this   A girl sits in her room hating herself Holding onto that little doll her father once gave her She hides the fact that he died in a war The words hey freak, hey loner, race through her head Why? Why now? Why her? She wonders At school she stays inside because the words become too much She locks her thoughts away and loses the key At home her mother is always drinking Never  home at night She thinks about going to see the other light To her teachers she's a shy girl To her friends she's a role model But to herself she's useless But she's not the only one who grew up like this We grew up hearing that rhyme about sticks and stones Being told that words would never hurt us Yet so many fall victim to them They were wrong You locked away your heart Hid behind the pills and smiles If we fall will anyone hear Because in our minds we are nothing more than a body Nothing like what we wanted to be We're not the only ones who grew up like this A man sits drinking Remembering all the battles he won Now he's losing to alcohol His wife left him after the war The only one he loved since they were four   Spending too much time thinking about what he left behind He holds onto the wedding pictures To his kids he's a protector To his wife he's just a man To his platoon he's a leader But to himself he's just a mistake But he's not the only one who grew up like this A woman cries herself to sleep at night Remembering the reasons why she's still alone She has no one to hold Just the memories of her past The memories of her abuse Always staying in the back of her head Waiting to escape She cant move on She put a cast around her heart And signed it they were wrong To anyone she's an outcast To herself she's broken But she's not the only one who grew up like this We grew up hearing that rhyme about sticks and stones Being told words would never hurt us Yet the words are what tear us apart And as we sleep at night They walk the border of right and wrong The words we hear must be wrong They have to be And if you don't see anything beautiful Get a better mirror, look a little harder Because you are BEAUTIFUL And all the pain will end Because it's more about BEAUTY and less about PAIN
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 1:44 AM UTC
we ́re not the only ones
When we were younger we had no cares, no worries,no fears A boy sits alone with head down low Holding onto what little hope But no one could ever know the pain he holds Since he was little he was alone No place to call home No one to call his own His side of the tree is so dark so hopeless He tries his hardest to stay awake But the pain is so bad for god's sake To his friends he´s a hero To his parents he´s just a wrong answer To himself he's a bomb Going to blow any moment But he's not the only one who grew up like this   A girl sits in her room hating herself Holding onto that little doll her father once gave her She hides the fact that he died in a war The words hey freak, hey loner, race through her head Why? Why now? Why her? She wonders At school she stays inside because the words become too much She locks her thoughts away and loses the key At home her mother is always drinking Never  home at night She thinks about going to see the other light To her teachers she's a shy girl To her friends she's a role model But to herself she's useless But she's not the only one who grew up like this We grew up hearing that rhyme about sticks and stones Being told that words would never hurt us Yet so many fall victim to them They were wrong You locked away your heart Hid behind the pills and smiles If we fall will anyone hear Because in our minds we are nothing more than a body Nothing like what we wanted to be We're not the only ones who grew up like this A man sits drinking Remembering all the battles he won Now he's losing to alcohol His wife left him after the war The only one he loved since they were four   Spending too much time thinking about what he left behind He holds onto the wedding pictures To his kids he's a protector To his wife he's just a man To his platoon he's a leader But to himself he's just a mistake But he's not the only one who grew up like this A woman cries herself to sleep at night Remembering the reasons why she's still alone She has no one to hold Just the memories of her past The memories of her abuse Always staying in the back of her head Waiting to escape She cant move on She put a cast around her heart And signed it they were wrong To anyone she's an outcast To herself she's broken But she's not the only one who grew up like this We grew up hearing that rhyme about sticks and stones Being told words would never hurt us Yet the words are what tear us apart And as we sleep at night They walk the border of right and wrong The words we hear must be wrong They have to be And if you don't see anything beautiful Get a better mirror, look a little harder Because you are BEAUTIFUL And all the pain will end Because it's more about BEAUTY and less about PAIN
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