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No name 3
"Where I am?"
"Where have I gone?"
"Who am I?"
"Where the fuck have I gone?"she screams and screams til her throat is hoarse.
Nothing feels right,nothing fits.
She's unhappy in her own skin.
Lose fucking weight.
She wants to paint again.
Dancing in the night,
she sneaks away from him hands in the pockets of her jacket and a cheshire grin.
Stalking the dawn,this is where her future begins.
All alone in the ripped jeans everyone hated so much in highschool she feels better than she ever has.
"This is not who I am,this is not where I belong","Im off" she says,"Off to find out where Ive gone.."
"If I should return" she says,
"Make sure Im here when I get back."
"Where have I gone?"
"Who am I?"
"Where the fuck have I gone?"she screams and screams til her throat is hoarse.
Nothing feels right,nothing fits.
She's unhappy in her own skin.
Lose fucking weight.
She wants to paint again.
Dancing in the night,
she sneaks away from him hands in the pockets of her jacket and a cheshire grin.
Stalking the dawn,this is where her future begins.
All alone in the ripped jeans everyone hated so much in highschool she feels better than she ever has.
"This is not who I am,this is not where I belong","Im off" she says,"Off to find out where Ive gone.."
"If I should return" she says,
"Make sure Im here when I get back."
Published 11th Jul 2013
| Edited 1st Sep 2013
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