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[aid] => mick
[title] => What its like
[time] => 2004-06-01 21:01:42
[hometext] => enjoy these thoughts and feelings,try to leave a comment if not its all good!!!
[bodytext] => living in such a crazy place,everyone is too lazy to go out in meet a new face,but yet everyone knows everyone,we don't all get along,but this is where i belong,even though i want to be gone nothing else matters to me but to get away from here theres nothing here for me to accomplish,i'm not the type just to sit and collect welfare,i don't care its not all that fare,no one has nothing to share no one knows whats its like to want to be away, no one knows what its like to be far away but not no one knows what its like to be me and be here no one knows what its like to be alone but not no one knows what its like to get caught in this place standing alone in that dark corner,sitting with the thoughts that run through my head,sometimes i feel like i could be dead,i live in a house but it feels like a closed in shed i can barely breathe,i can barely move,can barely see but theres nothing i can do cuz its just my life,can't het away from all this camosion,theres too much distorsion what its like what its like what its like i wanna run away,i just need one more day to say good-bye don't wanna die just yet,i've got too much life in me to spare yet i don't care,but i'm not gonna go for that knofe still i'm gonna be a trooper and do what everybody else is doing and just live day to day,and hope and dream every night when i wake up each morning i feel ugly and disgusting so i throw on some make up and shut up about what how i feel about myself,i know no one wants to hear my voice too much,it just gets annoying i can barely stand the sound of my own voice,but i've made a choice what its like what its like what its like what its like no one knows whats its like to want to be away, no one knows what its like to be far away but not no one knows what its like to be me and be here no one knows what its like to be alone but not no one knows what its like to get caught in this place what its like what its like what its like.... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 61 [informant] => cheech [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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