Standing, Crying, Dying

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    Standing, Crying, Dying

    I am in a crowded room, but
    I'm standing alone
    I am sorrounded by millions, yet
    I'm standing alone
    I have my friends, even though
    I'm standing alone

    I seem happy outside, but
    I'm crying inside
    I like my life, yet
    I'm crying inside
    I show the real me, even though
    I'm crying inside

    I am living my life, but
    I'm dying inside
    I am breathing, yet
    I'm dying inside
    I am here today, even though
    I'm dying inside

    I am in a crowded room, but
    I'm standing, crying and dying alone
    And it's oddly okay

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    tinygirl commented on Standing, Crying, Dying

    02-05-2009

    you have a very unique gift sorry i havent read in a while come and read some of mine i think you would like reality

    EyemMatt commented on Standing, Crying, Dying

    01-14-2009

    it's been said that life isn't easy, well then neither could be growing up, not for most people. keep smiling, and definately keep writing.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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