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I wish i could stop worrying about what people thought of me Will they like my dress? Will they like my posts? Will they think i'm too needy? Will they think i'm too proud? Will they think i'm too blunt? Will they think my skirt is too short? Will they think my skirt is too long? Will they like my new car? Will they like my boyfriend? Will they think i'm too slim? Will they think i eat too much? Will they think i make a lot of money? Will they think i'm too poor? Will they think i deserve this? Will they like me now that i'm abroad? I unconsciously ask myself these questions.. I unconsciously create a life that others will like I lock myself away Who cares what i think? Let's live to please others shall we!
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
Born for everybody
I simply couldn't be Even if I wanted to You don't understand How it hurts to be near you Do you even know Who I want to be I can't understand How it is you're so naïve Your touch Doesn't create a spark Your words Thrown haphazardly In the dark I simply couldn't be yours Even if I wanted to Because this should hurt to say And I feel no pain I don't love you anymore I simply couldn't be Even if you begged me I wish I could explain Why I no longer feel the same I simply couldn't be Despite how much I should Want to be with you Every step for good Your touch Doesn't create a spark Your words Thrown haphazardly In the dark I simply couldn't be yours Even if I wanted to Because this should hurt to say And I feel no pain I don't love you anymore I simply couldn't be Even if I wanted to Even if you begged me I can hardly say sorry Because Your touch Doesn't create a spark Your words Thrown haphazardly In the dark I simply couldn't be yours Even if I wanted to Because this should hurt to say And I feel no pain I don't love you anymore I hope you can forgive me But I don't love you anymore
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
I Simply Couldn't Be (A Song)
the root of my problems, does not have a root at all, its like not string or a tail of bread crumbs I can follow back to a single moment, it isnt a suppressed thought, its a voice that convinces me my thoughts were worth suppressing me in the first place.
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
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