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Do I mean anything to you anymore?;
I mean yeah we still talk occasionally but I feel like I'm being pushed out the door.

Is our friendship existent anymore?;
It's changed ever since I was replaced but I can't tell you that because your heart will be tored.

Are we the same as we used to be anymore?;
I feel like I'm not good enough for you and that I just make you feel bored.

How much closer or farther can we grow anymore?;
Just thinking of a life without you makes me feel poor.

I don't want to feel like this anymore!!;
But I can't help how you act in your new life, I'm just alone here feeling sad and sore.
Sometimes things happen to you in life that you can't control and you have to look past, no matter how hard it may be to put on a smile and try not to care you just have to do it. I understand how hard it can be to feel like you are becoming distant from a close friend but you just have to deal with what life throws at you.
I told her how could heaven survive without her..
For she was that moment
When the sky is blue and the Sun peeks through the clouds..
Beautiful...
I told her that angels must envy her smile
because all they have are wings...
but your smile causes men to flight...
I said to her...
Comfort
You will find comfort in my arms...
Love in my heart
and wisdom in my thoughts...
And I sung
Sweet Gloria
Sweet Sunrise in my night time...
Sweet moonlight in my darkness...
Sweetness in your kiss
You shine....
I told her I'd do better
I promised with a kiss
I sealed her with my sweet song
that went just like this

Sweet Gloria
Sweet Sunrise in my night time
Sweet moonlight in my darkness
Sweetness when I kiss
You shine.....
You think you're not beautiful  because there is no space between your thighs;
Yeah, well every girl that suffers from anorexia would **** to gain some weight, but instead pieces inside of them just die.

Girls think the definition of "beautiful" is skinny legs, a flat stomach and skin and bones;
Well the truth is: being beautiful is so overrated and every girl should be accepted for the image she owns.

We are expected to look like Victoria Secret models who have "perfect" written all over their bodies;
Have you ever heard of photoshop? No girl is perfectly made and for that they get teased.

All over the world there are girls risking their lives to try and be perfect, whatever that means;
They don't even know how much they are hurting themselves and yet they are only teens.

The media has planted a picture in our minds of how we are supposed to act and what we're supposed to look like;
What happened to being accepted for the individuals we are on the outside but also on the inside.

We have all been brainwashed by this sick thing called society, where we are forced to be perfect and act like robots;
Nobody is recognized for who they really are, it's all about the numbers on the scale and how much weight you've lost.

Well, I can only say one thing about what the world has become;
I'm sick of everyone being judged on what they look like because if you're happy with yourself than the opinions of others should be. NONE.
To all the girls out there who think they're not good enough because they don't have the "right" figure. Well guess what! There is no correct figure, you are beautiful for who you are and what you have to share with the world. So go out in the world with a new confidence because you shouldn't care what anyone else thinks of you <3
I sit alone in a room with all my fears fighting to enter my mind;
As soon as the door to my brain opens, the fears pour in and my emotions unwind.

I jump and I fall, I scream and I shout;
Just hoping that the troubles will tremble out.

My body loses control and I have no feeling at all;
The minutes pass and I shrink, as my fears grow tall.

I find my way under the bed and into a small corner;
By this time my thoughts are huge and I am suddenly shorter.

The twisting and turning of my unpleasant mind;
Leads me to break down and begin to cry.

I'm now crying and screeching as I can't stop this nightmare from ending;
Only hoping that the pain will stop, and the signs in my body start resending.

Hours have passed and I awake on the floor;
Only wondering if everyone knew what happened behind my door!
I have never experienced anything as huge as what I wrote such as being alone in my own little nightmare while nobody knows what's going on; however, my point of this poem is that if you are going through a tough time and experience tragedies like this everyday you need to tell somebody and seek help, because suffering behind your door won't help you; it will just make things worse.
I still get butterflies when I see him
I have a faster heartbeat than a runner in a marathon when we are close
I feel like noone can stop me when he tells me I'm perfect
I love that he doesnt judge me for the ****** i am
I feel like I'm in a movie when he tells me cheesy things
I love how I can totally be myself around him


I know that everything happens for a reason and he was definitely a good one
There are so many types of pain one can endure;
And sometimes the person can't find a cure.

There is a physical pain of the body which stings every time it's touched;
The scrapes, cuts and burns that can't be covered up that much.

Then there's the emotional pain which makes your heart feel like its being stabbed with a knife;
This type of pain occurs everyday depending on ones life.

The amazing connection between the two types of pains is that one of them is caused because of the other pain;
When you're emotionally insecure you tend to hurt yourself, which really just makes you go insane.

When you have physical pains it actually hurts you emotionally because of the pain you're trying to deal with;
You can't help but feel these emotions and make a better switch.

In the end, you have to accept everything that happens no matter how much it may hurt;
There will always be a resolution to keep hanging on for even though you may feel like dirt.
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