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Jul 2011
The pain inside is hidden beneath my smile.
All the while its ripping me apart.
They say sunshine always comes after a rainy storm, but the rainbow isn't appearing for that part
The tears, the rain, the cloudy days
the sun rays aren't beaming through
Is all this hype about happiness really true ?
One step forward, two steps back. Pushing through , but creating a stack.
My stack of sad. Piles up to the sky, if only I could sit on it and push it by.
It's like a ball and chain is attached to my feet
My mistakes and failures are on repeat
The things I once forgot replay in my head
The words I didn't want to hear are now being said
The constant approval of others is something holding me back
Everyone is a critic, they are standing on top of my stack.
My strive to make it out is my motivation to go straight
Opportunity is calling. Don't want to be late.
This world Is so cruel . So filled with hate .
I guess my determination will lead me to my fate.
JKela Smith
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