Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
This Is Me
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"Never let anything known for anyone to stab you in."
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Wednesday, May 15, 2013
What to feel?
A minute I wished to pour my entire feelings to you, but another minute, I just want to curl up and sleep.
Alone in this icy room, with just the warmth of my blanket. I refuse to let any other people near me.
A million thoughts. A million unanswered questions. A million bombarding feelings all rolled up into one.
All I did was to stare blankly at the dark green walls of my room. I felt like drawing.... Traced the remainings of the butterfly shapes with my finger. Like how I used to dot my room with stickers, as fast as I had them up, as fast as I tore them down.
I am a rolling stone. And yet, a stagnant water. What am I?
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay