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Jul 2015
I try my best to be better again,
I take all the happy pills I can,
But they keep pulling me down the ladder,
And it only keeps getting sadder,

New place , new people,new time,
They just keep stealing away my smile,
And I've been hurt once more,
"I won't feel this again." though I had swore,

They have the power, they have the chance,
Why do they always look at me with askance?
What do I have, an emotional heart?
I must have played some unnoticeable part,

I am the one who's hurt, writing a poem,
Where should I go to escape ,to roam?
They must have forgotten the way they make me feel,
Now c'mon ,tell me none of this is real,

I write what's inside,this is not just 'scribble',
When I try my best to keep you out of any trouble,
Why do you leave me alone to hurt ,to rot?
Why do you think I am something I'm not?

Hey ,I am not so strong to take this all,
I try to be there for you but you let me fall,
Can't you see the girl behind the face?
You've wrapped my soul in a filthy black lace,

Here I am doubting myself in my bed room,
I am the flower that can now never bloom,
Tonight even these four walls are so quiet,
Thanks for instilling me with this fear and fright
Annie
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Annie  22/F/Pakistan
(22/F/Pakistan)   
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