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This is ME!
When i think back i see not me,
but a young girl.
smiles, laughter, hardly any tears.
looking for a friend.
She has so many.
i snap out of it.
now it makes no since.
i see a girl in pain,
heartbreak,
fear,
no one to run to.
i try to remember when it all went wrong.
not to young but not to old.
stuck in the changes of her body.
depressed with the memories i keep locked in my mind.
not happy ones.
but the ones that i fear will happen again.
the harder i think the more it hurts.
i go back,
back to that happy place.
the little girl no more then Four years old.
Smiling, playing , laughing.
why does this happen.
why me,
why do i do this to myself.
but a young girl.
smiles, laughter, hardly any tears.
looking for a friend.
She has so many.
i snap out of it.
now it makes no since.
i see a girl in pain,
heartbreak,
fear,
no one to run to.
i try to remember when it all went wrong.
not to young but not to old.
stuck in the changes of her body.
depressed with the memories i keep locked in my mind.
not happy ones.
but the ones that i fear will happen again.
the harder i think the more it hurts.
i go back,
back to that happy place.
the little girl no more then Four years old.
Smiling, playing , laughing.
why does this happen.
why me,
why do i do this to myself.