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Lifeless, struck suddenly by a world
That holds no compassion for a girl
Unable to feel the static between two people
Her body is sore from the bruises that seem
To appear on their own and wounds that release
The emotions in which she is feeling
They spill through out the days and leave
Her mute to those around well they look at
Her as though some things out of place no
One bothers to speak a word
Her own thoughts are quite mischievous
Theres more than one way to feel a live
Pills plus alcohol equals a sensation to
Soar high above her ability to think
Once the pills have lost their high and
Alcohol has lost the buzz
Reality, the changes with in it allow her
To predict her moods she learns to separate
Emotion between night secrets and day time events
To form a decent girl for the world to see
Hush...she tells herself when her eyes water
She will fall back into the same routine
Silently trying to maintain her-self

~make.me.a.memory~