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not a poem- just venting.

Trust me, I know who I am. Knowing who I am doesn't mean I know why I am this way.

I hurt people I love. I fall in love with words. I can trust a heroin addict. I'm dead in mind I just walk and laugh like i was made to be. 

I'm not strong. I cry. I breath air because I was put here to do so. I let people use me as long as they tell me its real. I am not an independent women.

I am a paranoid person. I am always scared. I think to much on things and mess with my head that way. I let my past still become my present. 

Im naive, childish and insecure. I take things too seriously. I am a good person at heart but not everyone is with me.

I fall in love easily and come back to reality harshly.

I look for love even if its standing right there in front of me. 

I live my life everyday making or thinking the wrong choice but not because I am wrong but because to me all that matters is having soneone there for me.

 
Written by dianajr (dinamystery)
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