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Stranger In My Own Skin

I feel the commotion Of human emotion The words that they all speak A tale of constant stress A tale of no rest Of shadows haunting me She became relieved When someone else came To take her thoughts away I look behind me And all around me The shadow isn't mine But a stalker's A stalker of my own kind Now I'm drowning in a sea Of constant stress and doubt I thought I had the cure I though I made it out I know that I can't win When I'm a stranger in my own skin My pulse now is pounding The sound is surrounding The blood rushes in me My words come out quickly The anxiety tricks me Into guarding all I have My mind will break My body shakes Why can't you leave me alone? I want to cry I'd even die To escape this constant fear Can't you just leave me? Just really leave me Now I'm drowning in a sea Of constant stress and doubt I thought I had the cure I thought I made it out I know that I can't win When I'm a stranger in my own skin Life's not how it used to be It's changing due to you I'm gasping just to breathe It's hell because of you I want to fit in my own skin Is that really such a sin?

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Date: 6/23/2013 8:16:00 PM
I like your poems. Your skin, my skin. No stranger than life itself wrapped in the melancholy of things not ever fully understood. There is a part of all of us who don't quite know what to make of it.
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