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All the neighborhood kids are outside playing and having fun. I remember when I used to be one of those carefree kids outside running around and what not, but I have no desire to go out there, in the light where everyone can see me, I am afraid to go out there and forget all of things that are wrong with my life, this world even, because when I come back in it will hit me even harder, all the things that need fixing and changed, and I will try even harder to forget those couple of minutes when I was not thinking about that, feeling bad because I took my mind off of the more important things, like why I am here and what purpose do I sever? How can I make things right? these are the questions that run through my mind. So I guess I will turn up my music and drown out the laughter, and the cheerful screams, and go back to writing in my little note book another thing that I feel is wrong with me.
if you looked a little closer you could see my smile fade into a blank and dull frown, and if you pay attention you can tell I am breaking inside and that I really am not so happy.
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cold
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confused