I am always screaming.
Get off my case!
I am always fighting.
You're way off base!
Wars against my parents.
Enemies with my friends.
The line between love and hate.
It continuously blends.
I just can't stand it.
They always say,
"It's just a phase.
You'll be okay."
Scared to live.
Refusing to die.
There has to be something.
Some natural law to defy.
Don't know what I'm saying.
Words turned and lost.
When did this happen?
Where was the line I crossed?
There has to be a reason.
A memory left unsaid.
What could possibly cause,
these thoughts within my head?
The wounds turned to scars.
Scars can mean I'll heal.
Maybe someday I'll regain the ability.
The one to care and feel.
Author notes
Really bad, I know. Im working my way through writer's block. Give me some credit.
Whats your first impression?
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you rock!
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See this one I liked. Very good.
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i LOVED it...it was amazing
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nice
idk wat ur talkin about thts good!
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