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Hey Jack, I found the poem. Here goes:
REASONS
Reasons. Everyone wants to know why I am the way I am. Honestly, I would like to know myself. So I write about what hurts, what feels good, what makes me cry and what just makes me feel.I want to know why:
I cry
I'm screaming silently inside
I'm happy for a moment, then lose it
I'm free, but I hold back
I hate myself every time I look in the mirror
I drown in my self-pity
I eat a tub of ice cream, then feel so much guilt I can't move
I am ashamed
I hide from everything
I feel more than I can take
And I just really want to know why I am unable to be whole. Was I born with a failure inside of me that doesn't allow me to change? I spend all of my days scared.
What if I never change?
What if there are no reasons at all.
What if I am the way I am and there's nothing I can do about it?
So I look for an answer to make the confusion go away. Every Day I wake up searching with only the hope that someday something will be found that will make this endless longing go away.
ok, that's gay, when I wrote it and when I edit it there are indentations, but in my journal there's not...you prolly know how to fix this being the lj genius that you are. I'm surprised I figured out the cut on my own...
REASONS
Reasons. Everyone wants to know why I am the way I am. Honestly, I would like to know myself. So I write about what hurts, what feels good, what makes me cry and what just makes me feel.I want to know why:
I cry
I'm screaming silently inside
I'm happy for a moment, then lose it
I'm free, but I hold back
I hate myself every time I look in the mirror
I drown in my self-pity
I eat a tub of ice cream, then feel so much guilt I can't move
I am ashamed
I hide from everything
I feel more than I can take
And I just really want to know why I am unable to be whole. Was I born with a failure inside of me that doesn't allow me to change? I spend all of my days scared.
What if I never change?
What if there are no reasons at all.
What if I am the way I am and there's nothing I can do about it?
So I look for an answer to make the confusion go away. Every Day I wake up searching with only the hope that someday something will be found that will make this endless longing go away.
ok, that's gay, when I wrote it and when I edit it there are indentations, but in my journal there's not...you prolly know how to fix this being the lj genius that you are. I'm surprised I figured out the cut on my own...