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The problems back ..It's me.. You don't understand You never have I'm not the bad guy I'm just a kid I'm learning how to live You aren't concerned about that You just wait .. Feeding me false hope.. Until you find a flaw Then those kind words ..vanish.. Now you scream Now you yell ..please.. I'm just a kid I'm imperfect like everyone else Don't break my trust ..oh wait ..you already have.. I'm like a rodent You're test rat, project "x" I just want to be your daughter I want advice on life I want help being a teen I need your support But I have to remember Not to listen the false hope You'll take it back tomorrow Like it was fog in the air It'll always disappear Can I please just leave If only these walls could talk They'd tell the tale Of you and I On the outside it looks beautiful White trim, big porch Oh but darling on the inside These walls are stained with red secrets It's unbearable to look at Secrets,words,& lies All lie inside this house Beautiful..but broken ..Not beautifully broken.. ..just broken.. And now I stain my pillow With the tears of my pain ..Because you've attacked again..
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
I'm wounded
The problems back ..It's me.. You don't understand You never have I'm not the bad guy I'm just a kid I'm learning how to live You aren't concerned about that You just wait .. Feeding me false hope.. Until you find a flaw Then those kind words ..vanish.. Now you scream Now you yell ..please.. I'm just a kid I'm imperfect like everyone else Don't break my trust ..oh wait ..you already have.. I'm like a rodent You're test rat, project "x" I just want to be your daughter I want advice on life I want help being a teen I need your support But I have to remember Not to listen the false hope You'll take it back tomorrow Like it was fog in the air It'll always disappear Can I please just leave If only these walls could talk They'd tell the tale Of you and I On the outside it looks beautiful White trim, big porch Oh but darling on the inside These walls are stained with red secrets It's unbearable to look at Secrets,words,& lies All lie inside this house Beautiful..but broken ..Not beautifully broken.. ..just broken.. And now I stain my pillow With the tears of my pain ..Because you've attacked again..
hannahmaria
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
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