10 de enero de 2010

Hurts.

I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared... But no one would listen 'cause no one else cared.
After my dreaming I woke with this fear, what am I leaving when I'm done here?


I'm strong on the surface, not all the way through.
I've never been perfect (but neither have you).






Forgetting-all-the-hurt-inside-you've-learned-to-hide-so-well-
Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself



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