A wrong that feels right.
If I swallow my pride I feel I can fit in I keep questioning my logic, is not being me worth the company? The company of those who wish not for my saftey... but for my damnation. I can hear the voices that once whispered ever so softley scream ever so loud. They keep telling me to get out I scream no in return. I want to look happy even if it is in pretend. I want to laugh even if it is forced. I know one day I shall look back and I will know. I will know that what I have done, what I still do is wrong... but at this moment I wish only for it all to be right.A wrong that feels right.
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lithiumblack commented on A wrong that feels right.
08-15-2009
- We are all tossed into the storm of right and wrong...why is it wrong to feel so right? Are they voices of authority merely the mumbles of idiots? Have a 10 for such beautiful and honest words.
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