A little freestyle...
Current mood: pensive
Category: Friends
This is not me...
Just a little more liner and a forced smile, she'll fool them all for a little while the pretty face she hides behind becomes her strength she'll make it she always does, always will... she'll be not nobody and afraid to be somebody but no one cares. She blames herself for the wrongs of the world and shoulders all the pain she's a soldier, dad would be proud but when she's alone they shout so loud she feels too much, she can't breath....
Tucking her head to here knees she'd give anything for a cool breeze and a hand to hold... and she does, she does. Her broken home reminds her of her failures as she runs harder, she's learned from them, there is no grace, you pay for every mistake. who knows what she did but she won't do it again. loved them too much, she loved him too much sometimes he still calls to say he misses her touch and brave laughter, she says it doesn't matter...
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