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Broken

In the morning,I put on my face,

The one that's going to get me through another day,

Another day through hell.

But yet you see the beauty,

Behind my beaten face,

Beaten with all the lies I'm told everyday.

You see my beauty inside and out,

Even through my tortured soul,

You can see right through me.

I don't have to hide or pretend,

You like me no matter what,

I can actually be myself.

You almost make me feel naked,

And I don't even care.

Because I don't have to play cool.

I love the the way you come up to me,

To say hi,

Just to put a smile on my face.

I love the way you tell me I'm special,

No matter whose listening

Even if it's her.

She stands in the way

In someway she controls me, which is why I was broken in the first place.

She tells me I'm horrible

But you help me pick up the pieces

Of my broken heart

Author notes

This is about my everyday (Practicly) life, well at least the beginning.

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  • SarahEatsAirplane
    June 22, 2007

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    I can tell that at the beginning you were inspired by naked from avril lavigne. this really shows a lot of emotion, this is lovely darlingg....
    good job.


  • LaLaLie
    April 14, 2007
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    for my purpose: 6


  • LaLaLie
    April 13, 2007
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    Wow, I can really relate. thanks for entering and good luck.