Her Feelings and thoughts

 Sometimes I feel lonely, I laugh, I cry, my heart cries, my soul is happy, I feel pain, I see misery, I can hear people crying, I can hear myself crying, no one looks up, no one says "hi" , no one cares, everyone becomes a stranger, I miss old friends, I hate my enemies, I trust my enemies I end up writing, writing what? what ever I feel..who ever I see, where I may be going I always try to get rid of my dark side but it grows more each day, people say I am in love, people call me crazy, They say I believe in useless stuff, almost every guy I met ended up with the sentence "I love you" I didn't want a lover, I needed a friend, I didn't want to be popular, I wanted to be happy, I didn't deserve so much attention and yet I was always the Girl, I sometimes ask God "are you trying to punish me? Do you not like me?", I always thank God "I have a wonderful family, thank you Lord, thank you for blessing me with such a gift.", I sometimes feel my eyes full of tears, what are the tears for? don't know.. happiness, sadness, anger, pain, misery, or is it my pride who is doing all this?, I sometimes sit alone, when they ask me Love? I get confused, cause there is no Love and yet people fall in love , I say "love is respect" doesn't anybody know this? I sometimes talk to my friends, I am happy, I feel like the world looks up to me, I feel responsible, I feel special and yet feel useless, suicide? Yes, I have tried and I am not ashamed to say it, I am a writer and writers are not ashamed to write anything as their pen an paper becomes their only friend, I believe people who encouraged me to suicide are the ones to be ashamed, not me. I am strong and yet so broke inside, I feel love all around me and yet I don't believe in it, I feel like a bird," A White Dove" so pure and innocent and yet I let the devil take over me, sometimes I wish to fly far, far away and yet I know I'll feel lonely,I am surrounded with people

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