Inhale to exhale

by Jesse Ray   May 1, 2004


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I inhaled deeply with a gasp
as memories fading quickly
And I began my trial for happiness
as i grew more and more weakly

I hate it when people ask me
If it really truly hurts
and I already answered
with the blood stain on my shirt

They don't have to cry a river
They don't have to cry a sea
Still they won't leave me alone
Because they're scared for me

Every time I talk to them
They always say I'm insane
But I have nothing left
And nothing else to gain

As I exhaled deeply
I took out my only friend
suddenly opening my eyes
Trying to meet my very end

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lauren Waszkiewicz

    i hate it when people ask me if im okay. everyone seems to do it and i get so poed...they can be so annoying.. this is so great.i love it.
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  • 20 years ago

    by Becky

    It Totaly Sux When People Ask Me If Im Like Insane And Stuff..I Totaly Relate To It Hun!! Send Me A Message If You Ever Wantz To Talk!
    xx0xx
    Becky