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Sep 2012
They keep telling me
I haven't been through anything
They keep screaming
How nothing bad has happened
I've had such an easy life
But Listen To My Story
Please listen
I was never my daddy's girl
I still call him by his name
It was always me and my mom
Though all it feels like now is me
I was fat my whole life
That never stopped my problem
Hell it got me made fun of
Put down
Mocked and Used
I'm an easy target
Because since my first love left
I couldn't say no
Oh how my mind and heart ached to scream
I wouldn't move
Just lie there and take it
Let them leave
Just get dressed and go our own ways
I'm a cutter
Always thinking about something sharp
I can't control my ****** thoughts
Even though I only want to with those I love
It's yet to happen
And I'm not so pure
I've stolen from my own mother
I've been with grown men
Not by so much choice
But because the pressure
I've been thinking about my diagnosis
I think I'm Bi polar
I think It'd explain
My lack of control
My depression
My thoughts
But no one listens
They tell me I'm fine
But they don't know
That I when I'm upset
I'm suicidal
They don't know
How each day I wake up
Wishing I didn't have to,ever
They don't know me
No one does
They don't understand
They can't.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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