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Doesn't matter how hard I try to be number one I'm always going to be number two Number one doesn't count Number one doesn't matter Number two is always going to be fatter And always at the bottom of the ladder I try so hard to be the one But then someone else comes along I can't find the strength to do it much longer I've had to much pain from always being two All I ever wanted was to be the one But this will never happen in this life I'm not a strong person I haven't done anything at all I've just gone through life each day being a beaten wife My heart breaks each and every day I can't take it much longer and don't have the strength to stay around To find the correct words to use Just makes my mind more confused I've been physically and mentally hurt beyond repair And this has left me so dam scared Just sitting in the edge waiting for my wings to open and fly Soaring the highest mountains before I hit the ground Buried deep beneath the ground No one would ever know if not around The people I leave behind Most likely want mind as the have pretended to be kind My children will hurt most of all But at least they would have known I gave it my all Life for some will go one Smiles and laughter will be heard all around But for me I would have been set free Selfish I know but what else could I do Tears fill my eyes most of the day My mind is to busy for this human race Being so broken is to over whelming to go on This is why I'm singing Gods song I've struggled for years to get the help I need But professionals just close the door and say I'm a lost cause Another reason I'm always number two That's the difference between me and you

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Date: 3/16/2013 2:09:00 AM
I am praying with all my heart that this isn't written from experience....but the words are too true. I've also been in this dark place and found writing my thoughts down to be therapeutic. Stay strong, you have too much talent to let it go to waste!
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