Sometimes I wonder if the choices I'm choosing are right..
Should I do this for them or should i do this for me?
Why is it that my feelings, my wants, are on the back burner?
To please everyone else?
What about me?
Where's my shoulder to cry on when I need one?
Where's my shelter?
This storm is too strong.
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:52 AM UTC
Sometimes I wonder if the choices I'm choosing are right..
Should I do this for them or should i do this for me?
Why is it that my feelings, my wants, are on the back burner?
To please everyone else?
What about me?
Where's my shoulder to cry on when I need one?
Where's my shelter?
This storm is too strong.
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