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[shadowlessgirl]

i died my hair, i got into a wreck, i started school, i no longer have a car, my sister moved away, this is my life

and now...some poems

My Way
If I could act the way I wanted
I’d be screaming
I’d be flailing my fists and pulling out my hair
If I could act the way I wanted
I’d be screaming
I’d hold my breath till I turned blue and was gasping for air
But I can’t act the way I wanted
So I’m not screaming
I’m sitting up straight in my chair looking all pretty while smiling
I can’t act the way I wanted
So I’m not screaming
I’m folding my hands, setting them in my lap, pretending inside I’m not crying

Windows to the Soul
Are they telling what they know?
Are they showing what I hide?
Are they shouting “I love you?”
Are they saying “sorry I lied?”
Are they showing what I wish the most?
Are they telling what I don’t say?
Are they shouting the secrets of this host?
Are they saying how I’m afraid?
They have to be telling you all of these things
They have to have let you know
Because it’s impossible to look into them
And not see straight into my soul