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Feb 2013
You make this reflection that causes these deranged thoughts,
Or is it these thoughts that make this deranged reflection,
I don't understand why I think like this but,
I am yearning for complete perfection.

I'm wrapped up and entangled in doubts,
Doubts that rattle my brain,
So much pain I cannot handle,
It's driving me absolutely insane.

This feeling of being suffocated,
How much longer until I can breathe?
This feeling of hopelessness,
I've went numb, can't you see?

"Mom, why am I like this?
Why can't I be happy with who I am?
I am drowning in my own pool of thoughts.
And no one seems to give a ****."

"Baby girl, you are beautiful,
Every inch of you is perfect,
Listen to your mommy,
Give yourself some respect."

"Then why don't I feel beautiful?
Is there something wrong with me?
I'm tired of this,
I just want to be free."

I'm slowly giving up,
I feel so alone,
No one understands me,
I can't do this on my own.

Bottles of pills,
That should do the trick,
I fell asleep forever,
It was nice and quick.
maggie
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maggie  California
(California)   
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