| Dying Inside | |||||||||
| A Dorkless World | |||||||||
| I feel like I'm dying inside If I opened my mouth up real wide Would you take a look down into my core Tell me what it is that feels so sore I've put my soul on a diet That sucker's gonna stay real quiet You notice what's right near my heart? It feels like glass shards tearing me apart I'm seen and not heard If I could put it into words You'd understand what I see A plastic barbie doll with you instead of me You said it yourself Alone I sit collecting dust on a shelf |
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| My Poems | |||||||||