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just another one of my true feelings poem about my life. |
| She's a little girl in a bottle who is crying to get out She's been in there a very long time thats what her life is all about. She stays in her little bottle not knowing what to do She thinks of things that made her this way what makes her different from you? Sometimes she pokes out her head she doesn't like what she sees Nothing has changed, it's still the same back to her bottle to give her some ease. Will she ever be able to come out? she says to herself, likely not She's been in there to long her bottle is all that she's got. She cries to herself quite often to her it helps ease the pain She thinks to herself if she comes out everyone will label her "insane." So in her bottle she stays it's the only home that she knows Everyday is the same to her having her highs and lows. Maybe one day it'll be different for now thats a very big doubt She's now a girl in a bottle who is Dying to get out. by, jackie |