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Venting Steam, Self Esteem
I really don't know who I'm writing to.
So I'll just say - I'm writing to you.
I write 'cause I don't know what else to do.
I'm just lying here, so confused.
Have I been living my life wrong?
Did I sing the world the wrong song?
I'm starting to believe I don't belong,
Call me normal just to string me along.
I'll internalize for a moment here,
and then turn back on you with this fear.
I'll scream and hold back a tear
I'll shriek and pout with no one else near
Because someone has to hear the insanity
But who? Who should show me such pity?
Maybe they'll listen with a smile and sympathy
While I scream "YOU, YOU FUCKING DID THIS TO ME."
So I'll just say - I'm writing to you.
I write 'cause I don't know what else to do.
I'm just lying here, so confused.
Have I been living my life wrong?
Did I sing the world the wrong song?
I'm starting to believe I don't belong,
Call me normal just to string me along.
I'll internalize for a moment here,
and then turn back on you with this fear.
I'll scream and hold back a tear
I'll shriek and pout with no one else near
Because someone has to hear the insanity
But who? Who should show me such pity?
Maybe they'll listen with a smile and sympathy
While I scream "YOU, YOU FUCKING DID THIS TO ME."
Published 27th Mar 2012
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14th Apr 2012 5:21pm
We all are twisted in some quirky way
Sometimes it comes out in my writing
But it doesn't get in the way
For as the cliche goes
That is really fun
Of you there is only one
So don't think you scream all alone
The others do it to
Maybe in a different tone
Sometimes it comes out in my writing
But it doesn't get in the way
For as the cliche goes
That is really fun
Of you there is only one
So don't think you scream all alone
The others do it to
Maybe in a different tone
