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I feel like an alien
Like I am on a planet that isn’t mine
And it is crawling with these disgusting creatures
That look exactly like me
And I will never escape
It detonates
the thunder of it reverberates
grates on my nerves
resonating within.
The explosion corrodes me
boding nought but ill
still
I ignite.
Why fight the inevitable,why not just stay in the bubble and keep out of trouble?
It detonates.
sunken eyes and an untame mind.
eyes grow pale with the sun,
the universe turns black all at once.
free fall into oblivion, lick the edge
and feel the pain. i can't stop the rain from
sinking down my face. this love is all
i had, now i just spin around in place,
wishing to be alone. it's just a phase, so
i say, but everything is dull. the wind
pulls through my throat speaking
words i've never known. my eyes won't
close, the brain says no. can't stop thinking.
the sun is devouring my irises, blinded
by the deafening silences. what's happening?
where's my mind? i can't keep passing by
with i'm fine.
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scared because i
know the
truth.
Her parents told her to "grow up" so she put away her diary
Use to have stories of being queen, ones that were all blissfully inspiring.
But imagination grew tiring
And apparently so did she..
It's Job hunting, which heels? Which follows uncertainty.
With her heart that always peeks, and opens up that one page, that one that said she'll grow up but never truly act her age.
The page of "Never, Never Land", gum drops in Candyland, following the yellow brick road with toto and the tin man. Toes in the kingdoms sand
And Prince Charming as her ideal man.
Not one care in the world, living life joyest & open minded without any plan.

What happen? Why did she lose all she believed?
Did life take her imagination, walk away and just leave?
"Happy" was what she wrote down when asked what she wanted to achieve...
When women lose their innoncets
When little girls listen to reality and stop creating new ways too dream.
When her mind loses faith, when her heart starts to bleed
When love becomes a nightmare, pain suddenly is there, honesty becomes a lie and happiness becomes "I don't cares"

When girls become women
When simplicity becomes complex decisions
Take a moment to close your eyes
Women, see the honest little girl deep inside your distorted visions

Open up your diary now and write one more line
That girls have to grow up, but tht doesn't mean inside.
(Now open and smile)
When girls become women. Changed it up
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and what is it like, dear?
being so in love,
being so convinced that she is all you desire,
that i am not enough to even be close to you anymore?
if

it's free

*- don't buy it.
She had red lips like cherries and blood and wine
Pink cheeks like berries picked fresh from the vine
Skin like porcelain, white as milk
But smooth like velvet or cashmere or silk
Her hair was soft and blew in the breeze
She moved like a dancer with grace and with ease
With the allure of a siren and the body of a model
But the unadulterated mystery of a genie in a bottle
Her eyes were a color the rainbow can't define
She was perfect and amazing but she'd never be mine
Another episode of "Cameron Writes About Girls That Don't Exist"
when she turned 6 she asked for an art kit
so she could turn her dreams into drawings

when she turned 10 she asked for a curling iron
so she could be as pretty as the girls in the magazines

when she turned 14 she asked for books
so she could make something of herself

but when she turned 17 she asked to die
because she realised that she would never be anything special and dreams don't come true
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