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by Jo Jan 1, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sat behind closed doors Not knowing whats going on Trying to think some more Everything else is gone Secrets with whispers Thinking it all through Cant think of why or because Although I'm trying hard to What to think of first What about all the rest To think of the worst Or to think of the best Secrets hidden with lies 'Its nothing, Its alright' Lies which I don't buy Tears i try to fight 3 is a crowd 4 is just as bad About to walk out I'm about to go mad Feeling so left out Feeling so unwanted What is the truth about Forever haunted
by xEmmax
Excellent poem, really well written 5/5 xxxx