When?

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    When?

    When will I get over all the pain that has been stored within my heart and soul?
    How can I forget the hurt,the heartaches,the unforgivable?
    When will I be set free from this endless heartache?
    How can I be so stupid and so naive throughout my life time?
    When will this young insecure lost child feel safe and love living as herself?
    When will I stop wanting to be someone else knowing their lives are probably easier and better than mine?
    How can I love myself knowing I hate myself?
    How do I live day by day pretending like im satified,No Happy with me?
    When will I stop pretending and really be delighted with myself and life?
    As I sit and ask all these questions my heart is being so tortured.
    Trying not to fall in love agian because im afraid but something is drawing me in.
    Maybe its my desire to be truely cherished.
    But the pain of valueing someone else is ripping me apart.
    I can't fall again and not be taken into the arms of my true love.
    When will I find him?
    Did I find him?
    Is he who my heart is starting to glorify,my true love?
    Will he love me the way I need to be loved?
    Will he be mine for eternity?
    Or will I again be stricken?
    How will I live with myself if I fall and get wounded?
    Will I live?
    See pain has been apart of my life for while.
    Ive tried to escape from the misery that has been situated throughout my life and heart.
    To be 18 and hurting like I am you'd think id really be torn.
    You're right I am but I act as if im so at ease.
    My outside appearence and my inner shell wont let you know.
    Why would I?
    So you can pity me or use me?
    How could I?
    I can't, I can't even remember half the pain but i still find myself crying randomly.
    Why?
    I don't know the agony in my heart has me going insane.
    When will I be set free?
    When will this young, confused, battered, obscured girls heart be put to rest?
    When will I live?

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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