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by Jennifer Apr 5, 2006 category : Life, society / other
I come as I am. You see only what I want you to think of me. What you think you might know, is only what i show. I always keep evrything bottled up. Thats why people think I'm really messed up. As much as I want you to choose me. Its her, not me. It is she. I've always loved you & always will. My battle starts new. Getting up this new hill. Alone again, but still with my pride. Knowing still I cannot hide. Getting secrets off my back. Knowing still we both did lack.