Emo-ing

I’m emo-ing again. This wicked feeling comes to me once in a blue moon.

I don’t like it when I’m emo-ing.

I wanted to cry but tears just wont leak it out.

I wanted to shout but the voice just wouldn’t sound out.

I wanted to hurt myself but I’m just to afraid of pain.

I know, I’m the luckiest girl on earth. if i put my place with those girl living under the dark reflection, proverty, disasters; I’m already a very lucky girl.

I’ll just calm myself. Thou, shall i be fine soon.

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