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My Secret

My secret Its days like this that I want to run and hide I want to lock myself in my room I want to scream I want to shout I want to tell you to get out I want to say that you really don't know me You just think you do I’m not sweet I’m not innocent I’m just as bad as or worse than you I may not have done the drugs But what I did was worse I buried it down deep inside of me Until it was eating me away I wanted to just push it aside and make it disappear My life was better of without me It was an easy way out I tired it twice but it didn’t work I’m stuck here for a reason I had to deal with it I had to admit that I was wrong And than I had to move on.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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