Where did that girl go? Do you know what you did with her? I know you're the one who took her away, but I have no idea where you hid her. I bet you "misplaced" her. You couldn't even find her again if you tried. Now that she's gone, everytime I do something, I hear your voice in my head telling me that I'm dumb and I am only doing things to conform...I hear you criticize me everywhere I turn...I think that if you would just give her back...your voice would go away again...and I could continue my life.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
The bitter cynic
Where did that girl go? Do you know what you did with her? I know you're the one who took her away, but I have no idea where you hid her. I bet you "misplaced" her. You couldn't even find her again if you tried. Now that she's gone, everytime I do something, I hear your voice in my head telling me that I'm dumb and I am only doing things to conform...I hear you criticize me everywhere I turn...I think that if you would just give her back...your voice would go away again...and I could continue my life.
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