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Sep 2014
I am looking at the moonlight
Wondering when my life begin
Swimming in a pool of sin
Letting others take me in
Making me think when
When would I be me
Stuck in the ground like a tree
Women is all I can see
Why won't my mind let me be
I'm always thinking
I'm always wanting
I'm always saying
That **** would ok
But like Barbie I'm fake
Likes everything's okay
But I have problems like the rest saying my future could be the best
But I'm wearing suicide like a vest
And the t shirt is pressed
My pants on set
My life is a mess
None hears my cry
It so silent I could die
I could die right now
And not make a sound
I'll look back and say
That every things okay
But it's not
My head is in a lock
My mind won't set me free
Every body thinks I'm filled with glee
But can they see the real me
Can they feel me crying
No they can't
Because it's all in my mind .
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The emailing when I'm drunk as of now
Nadeah
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Nadeah  hazlehurst ,ga
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