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3/30/2012 10:53:01 AM

Kara McLain
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Because sometimes

I just feel like a freak.

Misused.

Misunderstood.

And just plain missing.

Because sometimes

You just don’t see me.

Like I’m hiding

From everything.

In plain sight

And unnoticed.

Because I’m half way out of the dark

And I’m still practicing…

Because I crave the simplicity.

Of being human.

And just plain being…

Yet

I thrive in the anarchy.

Of never knowing.

Anything.

Because I hate the way

You make me scream.

In pain.

In strife.

In like.

Because I’m half way out of the dark

And I’m still practicing

Being human.

Because your voice

Makes my mind rot.

Makes me forget.

Makes me want.

Makes me pray.

Because your insanity

Turns mine into

Ash.

Dust.

Nothing.

Because I’m half way out of the dark

And I’m still practicing

Being human.

And the hardest thing to do

Just might be

Being human.
edited by KaiJai on 4/4/2012

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