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Disturbed

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ThisOneGirl16

Published: Oct 23, 2004

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I'm disturbed.
Thoughts of everything occurs.
Everything swirls in my head.
I'm happy one moment, and sad the next.

The decisions I make are never right.
The choices I take confuse me inside.
Everything bites me in the ass once again.
And I'm left alone with more of this pain.

Every moment, I feel the need to break down.
You won't find a smile, only a frown.
I can't smile when I feel like this.
My life, is full of tortured secrets.

I need to let go, of all the pain that's buried.
Everything that remains deep inside of me.
I seem to be holding onto them though.
I can't seem to just let these things go.

I guess I'm addicted to hurting me,
Whether it's physically, or emotionally.
I always hurt myself with the paths I take.
It's worse when others are dragged into this mistake.

I'm lost within, this I admit.
Choices I make, I seem to regret.
I always end up getting hurt.
Thoughts will ponder in my head forever.

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When depression takes hold of you, it really takes hold of you. I mean, it doesn't let go.

Anyway... I just felt this way... and have been for a while.. and it's bothering me a lot.. being disturbed.

Hum... yeah... hopefully you get the message and such, as if it's not obvious.

And yeah... I've had writer's block for a while... and this isn't all that, but hey, I'm somewhat happy with it. Comments and such welcomed.