The Truth HurtsA Poem by Samantha.For I am nothing Nothing will ever be I will amount to nothing Nothing will amount to me I am worthless Worthless I am I will never be worth anything Nothing will ever be worth me I'll cry me tears of impotanity And drownd in my sorrows "woe is me" I'll go forward then decline Because no good thing will ever be mine My heart in no way has any joy It's full of saddness, hate, and annoyed The ultimate peace I look for will never be mine. To cut would be an understatement I need something that will hurt much worse But if I did these things you would leave me, "of course" You act like I'm stupid, a witch and a fake But at least I admit when I make a mistake So forever hold your peace...
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3 Reviews Added on May 1, 2009 Last Updated on April 6, 2014 AuthorSamantha.Wasilla, AKAboutSarcastic. Funny. Nerdy. God. Music. Kids. Talking. Movies. Good hangs. Clean fun. Adventures. Books. Tumblr. Sleeping in. Late nights. Stuffed animals. Making up words. Weird noises. Koalas. Pictures.. more..Writing
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