Some days I feel alone.
Some days I feel I'm free.
Some days I feel I'm not unknown.
Some days I feel I'm me.
Some days I feel bravado.
Some days I feel I'm square.
Some days I feel I'm all alone.
And I'll be the only one there.
Some days I feel pure hatrid.
Some days I feel unsure.
Some days I feel I'm dead inside.
Some days I feel I'm near.
Some days I feel I'm hated.
Some days I feel I'm bored.
Some days I feel I'm horrible.
Some days I am a whore.
Some days I'm just too critical
I'm wasting all your time.
Some days I feel I'm all alone.
A stitch stuck within time.
Friday, October 12, 2007
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