www.whyville.net Jan 30, 2004 Weekly Issue



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Picking myself apart

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All I ever wanted to do was fly
but I keep pulling myself down from the sky ,
I'm stuck on the ground
and I don't even want to see myself around
...Am I too skinny. Or am I too fat...
...Do people see me as some kind of stuck up spoiled brat..
Why am the one who always sticks out in the crowd..
I... don't remember... the last time I've ever been proud
I'm afraid just to be me
Because I'm afraid people wont like what they see.
I'm now crippled inside...
All my expectations of myself are falling down into the long last tears I have cried
Every night I cry myself to sleep
Falling down stairs that are too steep
I've been sleeping without the dreams for so long.

Someday when I fall, I hope to get back up strong.
Have more self-acceptance than I do...
Because it's not worth the pain that I put myself through...

 

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