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im stuck in a box suffocating my soul,
dying to let it out to let you know.
how ive been feeling since you pierced me so deep,
but i havent got the courage to tell so this torture i keep.
.
everytime we hang out together,
im so glad and the torture doesnt matter.
but when i cant take it anymore i feel like crying,
i walk out that door so you it would be upseting.
.
i knew if i hung in there i would burst,
screaming in hurt and starting to curse.
you would be upset and i didnt want that,
so i left you to be happy, and left with a slap.
.
when i go home i start to reflect,
bout how youve been treating me like a shit load of heck.
and i treat you like treasure more than myself,
but somehow you are never ever able to tell.
.
what must i do to make you happy,
without bullying but with just simple 'o me.
cuz i cant take this shit load anymore,
one more attack and im hit to the core.
.
ive been losing since the battle begun,
between me, myself and the hurt you have done.
i resist telling you off bout how youve been hurting me,
when i picture how mad and upset you would be.
.
youre totally oblivious to the OTHERS around you,
cuz the orbit you revolve around is still only you.
ok maybe you care for your clique and your friends,
but for me your concern is at the losing end.
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call me emotional or sensitive or whtever shit it is,
cuz since you've hurt me my happiness has been dismissed.
the smiles you see when we hung out everyday,
are merely just masks to hide the pain away.
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you may get pissed or upset once you find out,
that this is what ive been trying to shout loud.
but remember and always bear in mind,
I'm the one who got hurt and cried.. everysingle time.
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still my only true best friend,
still my sister.
