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Hi.

Hi....
Remember me?
The girl that you made feel like your everything?
I've got alot of head problems, this may be a fact  
But this was no surprise, darling you knew that
I'm a socially introverted nympho with BPD
With manic depression that some nights consume me
I've got multiple people screaming in my head
And not a day passes I dont wish I was dead
I scream for no reason, my anger unleashes
When I'm shown affection, I'm the equivalent to leeches
I can't differentiate between love and lust  
And I'll spend my life accepting I'm not good enough  
I know I'm not perfect, nor pretty or petite
And my best bodily feature are probably my feet
My arms are riddled with scars wrist to top
And I can't honestly say that I'm planning to stop
But you knew....you knew the real me
The person inside that I've shown nobody
But you sucked me into a friendship where I  
Was no more important than your "nightly supply"
I'm pushing you away now, its for the best
I was never more important to you than the rest
And tonight, I'll let tears fall where they please
As I pray for brighter days on my hands and knees
The only man who could ever love such a mess
Is upstairs....
 
And I'm still no more important than the rest up there
Written by ShaienneMachale (Ladazia Jackson)
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