The comments that they leave
Do make me wonder
I dont want you all to leave
I want you to leave if you want to
Im not asking you to come back
Or asking you to stay
It's not my decision or choice
To tell you all what to do
Only a few people know me on here
They know the true me
I have told them everything about me
My darkest secrets, fears...
anything you can name
But i hurt one so badly
I havent called him in days
Im to afraid to
Cause i know if i do
I will hear that anger and sadness
in his voice
I never have regret meeting none
of my friends on here
Yes...i do run away from my fears
and lock myself away and confine
myself into complete darkness
I always ask myself why do i do theses things
But i never know the answer
It seems like some people know me like
a fucking book
knowing my next move and words
They have the answers to all my quetions
But when i hear them
I turn away
Not wanting to belive
Only knowing that its the truth
I thank you all for being there
for me
but i think its time i know myself
before i get to know anyone else
Thank you
Brandon
Joseph
Thomas
XNevermindX (dont think i ever got your name)
Chris
and some other people i know who helped me
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wow cool
well your boys right it's more like a thank you note but hey it's writen more like a poem so watever it should stay
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I don't know what to say. It's more of a thank you note than a poem, but I feel it still belongs here. I'm glad I've been here for you through all we've been through.
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aww this is such a wonderful dedication,
its so beautiful and im sure your friends love it,
real friends love you for your flaws and and all,
all my love, great write,
kitty xxx -
So I hope that a few of my points are beginning to sink in.
You question yourself, but you are asking the wrong questions.
Perhaps a better question than why you do these things? is What you're gonna do about your "known flaws."
There are things about yourself you'll never understand. You asking why you do that is asking why the grass is green, you can formulate all the answers you'd like to but in the end did finding that out bring you any further. Ask the questions that are metaphoric peaces of a board game. Move forward, instead of wondering why your last action didn't wolk.
So you find a speed bump, trip over it, the path ahead is a bit foggy, and you'd already crossed the speed bump and you wonder why the speed bump tripped you, as opposed to the more important questions like, what does this foggy path ahead hold for me.
Oh, and I just want you to know that I'm not angry with you, I'm just being brutally honest. It pulled me through, and it'll pull you through if you allow it to.
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