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Oct 2010
I don’t know how I feel
Do I feel sad?
    mad?
    lonely
    fake?
    Real?

I don’t know which way to go
I’m stuck
My body is trapped in pool of sticky muck

I don’t want to be here or go there
I am immobile so I sit and stare.
Or I spin around in a circle
Round and round turning purple

If only I could decide
Stop this never ending ride.
A trip that takes me nowhere
Nowhere is the place where I hide

Where do I belong
Every place I go feels wrong
I’m weak and confused
Why can’t I be strong?

Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010
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Cindy Renouf
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