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Quietly Disturbed

Quietly disturbed am I, no one knows because I hide. Underneath my happy face, my mask, so no one is disgraced. Quietly disturbed is she, there is no real reason to be. Maybe that’s why she’s so confused, she was not the one hurt or abused. Quietly disturbed are you, there is nothing you can do. You try but every time you fail, just sulk along your saddened trail. Quietly disturbed this girl, trying to live in her own little world. Making peace with her own things, for what simple happiness it brings. Quietly disturbed am me, I often question me sanity. It’s not that bad get over it, in this world me doesn’t fit. Quietly disturbed am I, no one sees how often I cry. Underneath my happy face, I wish I wasn’t in this hateful place.

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Date: 3/28/2016 10:09:00 PM
Destiny, awesome poem ~LINDA~
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