scram

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    • hannahxP
    • the greatest litterary work of my life, will be the last i ever wright.

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    this ones a bit reflective of like eveything i wright. its all about running away, about wishin my past away, and waiting for a second chance, when i was wrighting this i relised that maybe this is my second chance and i need to make the best of it... i hope this is the last of venting bad and the new begginig of sending out the overflow of goodness and whatnot comming from a better life.

    scram

     

    There are so many things

    So many choices that I refuse to make.

    Because its too hard

    I wake up every day wishing I was stronger then I am

    That I could face the day today

    With a clean record,

    I just cant.

    I have everyday reminders.

    I lived in hate, now I am tagged by it.

    One of hates careless victims

    One of a blades countless slaves

    And it makes me want to

       Scream    run      cry

    Scream:

    I want to scream just like my skin does,

    Even without a voice it can scream, it can sing

    It can yell to anyone with eyes.

    It will tell some of the biggest truths,

    The ones I wish were lies.

    Run:

    I want to run forever, I just want to start over

    Run to a new place, run from my past

    Run from the pain that I feel

    I want to run until I take the world, until it all makes sense

    I want to run away.

    Cry:

    I know I can't scream, society makes it so.

    I know I can't run, my weakness doesn't run that deep.

    All that leaves is to secretly weep

    Cry my tears when no1's  around

    Time alone is just time to be myself,

       To curl up, and cry like the little lost girl that I am.

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