Shaky and queasy

by yOuWiShYoUkNeW   May 19, 2007


Shaky and queasy is how i tend to feel i just don't feel the same like my own Body isn't mine and i cant make choices for it and it cant even keep a secret maybe because i hold so much trust within so many souls but i cant trust one i hate ending and they make me sad here is the end of my last chapter it began with a void i guess for saddens because now i am a filled page and i haven't gained more that sorrow so who pilled there unwanted feelings on me? you can not fathom what i can do to myself and what i have you don't know what i vie been through and no clue whats bugging me but neither do i so shaky and queasy i think i will remain until the sourced of this unreached guilt and Hartley sorrow is stopped murdered in it tracks to track down the one the single on that made me weep and didn't encourage me too that person is you so mom now shut your mouth because you make me nothing but queasy and shaky and that is unhealthy stop because i am trying to convince myself you are not for real and just a dream so mom please stop quilting me i didn't leave you and i am doing so good but with your hate built up apron my shoulders things you should never let your child know i ponder the facts are you need to go and get as far away from my cont ions and humanly possible so stay out because i feel really sick and queasy but not me because i am in a hollow Shell named Kayla this is not for real just a dream so Levey before i feel even more queasy and shaky anxiety redding thoughts of social hate murder murder death do us part quest ans shaky Illa nd sick

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