Suffocated
It's the end of the line now.
No more feeling.
No more wishing
that I could be
your perfect little girl
all over again.
No more dreaming.
no more hoping
that I would turn out to be
a daughter you'll be
proud of.
No more thinking
that everything's gonna change
and go back
to the way things were
it's not.
I'm putting up my walls again
to disappear from view
to block out the world
to pretend I'm not here
'cause it's so much easier
than trying to feel everything.
'Cause I don't wanna be
so
damn
suffocated.
Copyright © Kristen Wilson | Year Posted 2007
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