PenSouls

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Month: January 2015

Be yourself. Because to not be is to deny the world someone and something that will never come around again.

I think about him sometimes. Like he haunts the deepest parts of my mind. Waiting for his chance to remind me of the broken girl he left behind.

Third Person Plural

They say I’m only happy when I’m high

they say I’m always falling for the wrong guy

they don’t know that what they say

makes me cry

they don’t know that the drugs

are the only thing that gets me by

they don’t know I┬álay in bed each night

in a living hell

no way to break away

no way to break the spell

they comment but they don’t understand

who I am is not who I planned

they look but they don’t see

the scars buried deep inside me

yeah, they say I’m only happy when I’m high

but they don’t know how fucking hard I try

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