The Product of Him
Brenna
15 Dec, 2011 09:45 AMI hate the way it feels when I'm surrounded by the pain When I'm tired and alone and there's no one left to care Nothing left to give and no one true to love Forget what I did & forget what I said Inside I'm dead I lay in the filth as my soul starts to perish I'm not the type to complain but you left me in shear agony You all might know me different, I'm a drama queen A control freak out of control But I was stuck in a nightmare, the hell hole of my life I never learned to recover Until addictions crept in and brought me lower Sorry I'm not calm and collected, sorry I don't trust Sorry that I'm sensitive and that I allow every rejection or heartbreak to take me down And I guess I really miss you, even though you shot me down I'm crazy and screwed up, because you shook me up Trapped within all your lies I found
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