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I'm on a train,
going nowhere,
Can't see through the rain,
I try not to care.

It's moving too fast,
but how do i slow?
Am I running from my past,
or just eager to go?

I know I should stop,
try to get a grip,
but this train is on lock,
and my sanity begins to slip.

Would it be so bad to ride,
to let this train go on?
We all know that I lied,
that I'm too far gone.

I can never be me,
no matter how I try.
Can't you see?
This has all been a lie.

So I'll sit and relax,
let the train run.
Maybe the train will crash.
Wouldn't that be fun?
It's bad, I know, but I couldn't get it out of my head.
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:iconasukachitro:
Kool! its nat bad.
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:iconflutterkitty:
This is beautifully written and I really do think it was more than just a 'bad poem' to you, because I know it certainly was more than that to me.
You're amazing Liz, you truly are and every day you should be able to look in the mirror and think to yourself, "I look beautiful today" and smile. Not a fake smile, not a half smile and not a reassuring smile. A real, honest smile. I don't know you and I'm not claiming to know you but I do know depression is a hard thing to cope with. Its like drowning in a pond that's ankle deep. Everyone else is just walking on by beside that pond, that dirty puddle you just can't get out of. All they say is get out. They don't know what its like. Everything is easier said than done. But hey, not everyone is on the outside. Or more to the point, not everyone is an outsider. People can be cruel but once in a while you'll meet someone who really cares and they will hold your hand, with all of their strength. No matter what happens they will be there, every day a day worth trying to pull you out of that pond.

You are everything to me and I'm not even kidding. You are so much more than just a drift in the breeze. You are you, and I love you for that.
I didn't like it when people used to say they would help me, because I knew that wasn't true. Their words were as fake as my smile and they mocked me for it. You may not want me to say these things, or you may think I'm just another one of those people but I'm not. I will stand by you until you gain back whats rightfully yours. Your confidence.

Beautiful girl, I'm here for you. Tell me your secrets or don't tell me anything. Ignore this entirely and I wouldn't mind, if that's what would make you happy.

Love always, Heidi x
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lostmyslef Mar 12, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you very much, and you seem very caring and kind, but I'm a bit confused, do I know you from somewhere?
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:iconflutterkitty:
No. I started reading your poetry a while back. I realized that I loved it, and knew you weren't feeling.. 'OK'.

So now you know me, I guess. I just wanted to say I'm here to talk to.
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lostmyslef Mar 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks =)
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:iconmagicaljoey:
Who you are now, both the 'lie' to show to the world and what's inside are shaping you into the person you will be someday.
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lostmyslef Mar 11, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
o joy
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:iconmagicaljoey:
I somehow have never associated the word 'joy' with that shaping process...;P
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:iconlynn-10397:
How do you think this is bad??? I LOVE it! :hug:
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lostmyslef Mar 11, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you!
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