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September 2004 9-8-04
4:00 am
Everyone tells me that I am so funny.
If only they knew.
It is just a cover.
A cover for a heart.
That is broken and breaking.
It is just a big sham I run on the world.
To cover up the tears I cry.
I cry when I am alone.
I can’t let them think less of me.
So I cry alone at night.
No one knows.
No one knows how my voice quivers with pain.
No one knows the path the tears take down my cheeks.
No one knows the pain in me.
No one unless they read this.
But only two people read this.
No one knows how much love I have to give.
No one knows how deep I really do run.
My insecurities and my harshness usually push them away first.
Maybe that is my self defense to keep them from breaking my heart.
But it still remains broken from the loneliness anyhow.
So I sit and cry alone at night.
So no one knows.
But please will someone hold me.
Just for tonight.
Please anyone please.
Please!!!!!
