I'd like to meet:
About Me:
i'm steph. i'm sixteen and i'm in sixth form at westfield school in newcastle.
i dont know what to say about me really. stuff in my general section can make me smile. small things can really annoy me. ill probably over analyse everything you say to me.
just being alive, it can REALLY hurt
The first time I died was in the arms of good friends of mine,
They kissed me with tears,
They hadn't been near me for years
Say why do it now when I won't be around, I'm going out?
Only tragedy allows the release
of love and gnef never normally seen
I didn't want to let them see me weep,
I didn't want to let them see me weak
It lay buried here, it lay deep inside me.
It's so deep I don't think that I can
Speak about it.
It could take me all of my life
But it would only take a moment to
Tell you what I'm feeling
Well, if it's so deep you don't think you can speak about it
Don't ever think that you can't change the past and the future.
You never really understood me.
You never really tried.
They arrived at an inconvenient time, I was hiding in a room in my mind.
They made me look at myself. I saw it well.
They build up my body, break me emotionally.
It's nearly killing me, but what a lovely feeling!
I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking.
Oh darling, make it go away.
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