I lay here...
Wide Awake
Thinking of all the people who feel sorry for me...
I dont want their pity
I dont want anything from them...Nothing AT ALL!
I hate...absolutely hate all the pain I have caused them
It makes me feel sorry for them and I feel sorry for doing this to them
I almost feel selfish for doing this...
I feel selfish for taking this away from them...From Myself...
I didnt even give talking about it a chance
I didnt give anything that would help me a chance...
I didnt think anything could help me...I felt worthless, helpless, hopeless, guilty, selfish, terrible, confused..
I felt like a complete and utter mess!
I felt like no one cared!
I never knew how to talk about things that were bothering me...I still dont
I shall always have this voice in thee back of my mind...its gonna be there forever!
Its never going to leave me alone...
I feel like I will never completely heal or get better...or believe in myself...
I've ruined everything anyone has ever thought of me...They'll never think of me as the same girl...
I have kept this secret for so long...why did it just have to get away from me?
Does this feeling of pain, sorrow, helplessness...does it ever go away?
I wish someone...just one person knew exactley how I felt...):
But there never will be...No two people ever feel the same...I know that for sure...
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