THE FRIENDS THAT ARE NOT
Posted On 14/01/2008 04:12:01 by lollypop
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When the day is done, and I sit alone in bed. I start to feel lonely, trapped alone inside my head. Laughter, games, and fun, are how things seem to be. But hidden under the mask, is my insecurity. Plenty of friends I have, sure, I seem to have a lot. But the part that really agitates me is the friends that are not. I always try to be friends. To them I self deploy. They act with disgust, and I always seem to annoy.
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