Under the covers of my desolate bed hands clinched in the sheets..face in the pillow...trying not to breath but heavy hesitated breaths escape me....too much pride wont let me scream but not enough insanity to keep it all in soo i cry angrily.....whispering to myself don't cry, don't cry, don't cry..scream Amabella just do it let it out maybe then someone will pay attention....im the entertainment to my family bringing them to tears from laughter....im the confidante to my friends the one who will reach the stars to make them happy...and to strangers i got it all figured out and i do for the most part it's just this void....calling me reminding me 'Amabella your not complete'...even if people filled every inch of my home id still feel alone distant from everyone...won't anybody listen? won't anybody ever figure out? im alone no one i can talk to cause i don't need there pity and no one can really help me so here i go on my journey of self exploration trying to find what it is that will fill the hole in my person...IM LOST...COME FIND ME!
Amabella Paula
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