Monday, November 1, 2010

if i die young

Thank you for being there.
Thank you for understanding.
Thank you for being the only source,
of light and hope and all I can ask for.

I'm not weak.
I'm merely exhausted.
I'm not strong,
I'm merely a great actress.

The play of life has wore me down.
The end,
I see it, I feel it.
The end isn't mine to be,
but yet,
the pain it brings,
I see and feel.

I'm perfectly fine.
I'm back to square one.

If I become a rainbow.
You'll see me shining.
Promise.

=)

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