Every time I try to speak my Mind I Get Criticized
And I Cry Inside.
It Hurts To Think Know One Cares
And No One is there.
To think A Lot of things at a very young age Its weird
To me
I just want to be normal like birds in a tree
Things seem to hurt me very deep
My heart aches and my Lungs scream
I Look Next To Me And Say Whos There ?
No Answer , No One Is There
So The Pain Inside Will Remain In My Mind !
Jan 10, 2012
Jan 10, 2012 at 10:21 PM UTC
Every time I try to speak my Mind I Get Criticized
And I Cry Inside.
It Hurts To Think Know One Cares
And No One is there.
To think A Lot of things at a very young age Its weird
To me
I just want to be normal like birds in a tree
Things seem to hurt me very deep
My heart aches and my Lungs scream
I Look Next To Me And Say Whos There ?
No Answer , No One Is There
So The Pain Inside Will Remain In My Mind !
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