Thursday, February 12, 2009

Stuck

Why do I feel like the only one in this crowded world?
No friends around me when I need them the most,
My tears are shed but nobody knows,
I cry inside for the happy girl I used to be,
I'm scared she'll never come back and I'll be stuck with me,
The loner that nobody calls to have fun,
The girl that is broken in more ways then one.

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