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Somewhere between the walk home, and stepping through the front door, it happened
It overtook my senses, my body, and my mind
It replaced them all with sadness, and where it put them, i will never find
So now i walk the earth, as a paper thin hologram
A soulless being who who wanders the unknown *land
lost girl May 2014
this is not a cry for a help

this is a story

the story of a girl who used to smile a lot and laugh at the right times. the story of a bright beautiful girl with pretty soft skin and freckles on her nose. this the story of a girl with vibrant black hair and sparkling blue eyes.

this is the story of a girl who worked hard in school because she wanted to go somewhere. this is the story of a girl who pushed herself to be the greatest she could possibly be. this is the story of a girl who cared and cared and worked and worked...

until one day she stopped.

this is the story of a girl who has had enough. the story of a girl who had been pushed too hard to keep on going. this is the story of a girl with no way out. this is the story of a girl who can't cope anymore.

this is the story of a girl who can no longer smile without crying, and whose laugh is cold and void of emotion. this is the story of a sad girl with bumpy red skin that is covered with scars and cuts. this is the story of a girl with dull black hair and empty eyes.

this is not a cry for help

this is a story

the story of a girl who no longer cared.

(a.d)
sneha mundari Apr 2012
IS THIS WORLD CHANGE,
OR CONTINUE TO SOME AGE…

WHO CARES

The Earth is big enough for carrying us,
But no one here for caring us.

Everyone stabs on everyone’s back,
Peace and love what every being lacks.

What that costs,
was morals and ethics are lost.

Here ,relationships are just for name sake,
Belief and trust all are fake.

Friends are used,
Then abused.

Just for achieving,
Are you going to live in this world just for receiving,
And not giving???

No one dares,
To share
their emotions,
As this fake world laughs and giggles on their notion.
In Every motion.


Every one thinks of their gain,
Not thinking of others pain.

Backbiting and back chatting is what we are doing
Throughout our life,
Has become an indispensable part for ours to survive.

Help them oh! God,
To open their eyes
Or else time will show its disastrous styles...

Shake your hands forgetting all evils and bads,
And withstand the ladder of life.

Then neither will cry nor fight,
for their rights.

“LIVE AND LET LIVE” is the golden rule to follow,
Make this your goal,
Till you leave your body and become a great soul.


Make this world as it was,
With no over-population,
And pollution
All that it has…
© 2012 by Sneha Mundari. All rights reserved.
camila annette Apr 2014
Isn’t it absolutely ridiculous how I miss you more and more each day? How I nearly didn’t even know you but your death took my inner self and destroyed it? How one can never appreciate things, but when they’re gone they actually ******* hurt? sight
How the world loses thousands of people in a day but almost no one notices? How when someone dies people that didn’t even knew whom that person was go through hell? How the world goes round and round but nobody notices? How people are sad, depressed and nearly no one cares? But the funny part is that none of this is actually ridiculous. It is the absolute truth.

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