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How do I feel? You all know how I feel! I've been telling you all this long year That I'd rather I died Than spend any more time Drowning in stale old trite tears. How do I feel? I've screamed how I feel. I tore at my hair, don't you remember? The days on that stage When I fell into rage Eyes wild, screams silent, wounds tender. How do I feel? I've told you how I feel. I've not stopped my pleas since the fall When the leaves shriveled and fell I told you I was in hell I told everyone, everything, all. How do I feel? I've sobbed how I feel. Over tiles and full plates and porcelain. My words sound so nice You forget that they're right Read the truth from my meek little pen. Am I okay? You should know what I'll say. I've been answering you for a lifetime. If you'd only listen You wouldn't be missing The boldfaced italicized signs. How do I feel? Angry sad hurt alone I feel empty and hopeless and ragged. I feel as I've felt For a long time without Love to make the world's edges less jagged. Just because my worlds lilt Doesn't mean I don't tilt Tiptoed over a death dive. The emptiness calls And demands that I fall. How do I feel? I feel barely alive.
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Jan 25, 2013
Jan 25, 2013 at 5:03 PM UTC
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How do I feel? You all know how I feel! I've been telling you all this long year That I'd rather I died Than spend any more time Drowning in stale old trite tears. How do I feel? I've screamed how I feel. I tore at my hair, don't you remember? The days on that stage When I fell into rage Eyes wild, screams silent, wounds tender. How do I feel? I've told you how I feel. I've not stopped my pleas since the fall When the leaves shriveled and fell I told you I was in hell I told everyone, everything, all. How do I feel? I've sobbed how I feel. Over tiles and full plates and porcelain. My words sound so nice You forget that they're right Read the truth from my meek little pen. Am I okay? You should know what I'll say. I've been answering you for a lifetime. If you'd only listen You wouldn't be missing The boldfaced italicized signs. How do I feel? Angry sad hurt alone I feel empty and hopeless and ragged. I feel as I've felt For a long time without Love to make the world's edges less jagged. Just because my worlds lilt Doesn't mean I don't tilt Tiptoed over a death dive. The emptiness calls And demands that I fall. How do I feel? I feel barely alive.
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Jan 25, 2013
Jan 25, 2013 at 5:03 PM UTC
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