I feel like screaming right now. If I don't defend myself then I'll end up defenseless. If I don't scream over the noise and state my cause, then I might as well become mute. Love is difficult, family is difficult, life is difficult. To feel unloved, unwanted, and stranded in your own world is a feeling I have yet to get rid of.
I don't cry anymore; for the fear of feeling weak.
I don't love my life; since there's nothing to love about it anymore.
I don't feel complete; utter loneliness is consuming my body, one cell at a time.
If I bend anymore I may break.
If I scream any louder I might burst.
If I lose myself anymore, then I already am, then I will just be a memory.
A memory that no one wants to remember.
A memory no one really cared about.
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Hello! My name is Alivia and I'm almost 13. I'm a freak! (just thought you should know that. It might help explain most of my posts.) I LOVE music. My favorite song is Killing Me Softly. I like to sing, and I also play the piano and flute. I also do horse back riding. (I know. I'm pretty skilled) I want to publish the books I'm writing and poems that I've created. I think that's all u need to know about me cuz I'm afraid if I tell you too much you might track me down or steal my identity. :)
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