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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Friday, 5 June 2009
An Untitled Feeling

im having a real hard time right now .no one understands this feeling im dealing with .not my friends,not my family ,not even me .but it's not empty anymore ,i feel something .yes i'm pretty sure im feeling something .it's big ,it's dark ,it's cold ,and it sure is painful.
tonite i just knew my father knew about my self harming ,i thought it was better if he knew .but no .no it's not .when my friend salsa told me that my father told her about it and he told her to take care of me .tears ran down my cheek. i got so sad ,i told myself that i am a really bad daughter .i cant forgive myself ,no i cant .i broke my fathers heart yes i did and i will never ever can forgive myself.
okay i had alot to tell but right now i dont have the strength to do anything ,i dont even have the strength to think ,i just hope that i will always have the strength to breath.
and if any of the people i've disappointed reads this i could only say

im sorry ,im sorry for crying to much .im sorry for never being that strong. im sorry for hurting all of you wif my feelings.im sorry i was never enough.thanks for your tender touch and love .thanks for each help you gave ,but it's too late to help me .im sorry,
i love you
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay