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What difference does it make sometimes I gotta ask. Its kind of important to me.
So confused...
I wish I knew what to do. I wish I knew what I want to do. I wish I knew what I ought to do.
I'm so tired of being here suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave, but your presense still lingers here and it won't leave me alone. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real.
Its just an escape. And a cry for help. But its wrong, so I don't.
All I want right now, I can't have. I do know that much. The few things that I am longing for in the pit of my being, I can not have, or at least not right now. Maybe not ever for some...
I just don't want to hurt anymore. Or at least not this much all the time.
Just pray for me. And don't give up on me. And be patient with me.
So confused...
I wish I knew what to do. I wish I knew what I want to do. I wish I knew what I ought to do.
I'm so tired of being here suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave, but your presense still lingers here and it won't leave me alone. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real.
Its just an escape. And a cry for help. But its wrong, so I don't.
All I want right now, I can't have. I do know that much. The few things that I am longing for in the pit of my being, I can not have, or at least not right now. Maybe not ever for some...
I just don't want to hurt anymore. Or at least not this much all the time.
Just pray for me. And don't give up on me. And be patient with me.