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Lying – remembering beauty in truth.

Beatrice Sparks

I’m partly somebody else trying to fit in and say the right things and do the right thing and be in the right place and wear what everybody else is wearing.
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Kids Shadow Thinking
I’m not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I’ve gotten from books.
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Book Part Real Really
I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs–which shows how screwed up this world really is!
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Drugs Harder Pills Show World
I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.
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Fragmented Lost Shattered
They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!
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Important Individual Personality Something
The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus “Not me! I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.
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Kids Thinking Voice
It’s a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.
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Blood Life People
She didn’t know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.
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Heart Home Running
Even my parents treat me like I’m stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I’ll never measure up to anyone’s expectations. I surely don’t measure up to what I’d like to be.
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Even Expectation Inferior Measure
Nobody’s talking to me, but nobody’s hassling me either. I guess you can’t have everything.
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Everything Guess Nobody Talking
I can’t believe that I changed so little. I expected to look old and hollow and gray, but I guess it’s only me on the inside that has shriveled and deteriorated.
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Believe Littles Looks
Maybe the new me will be different.
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Different Maybe New
I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.
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Escape Sleep Way
How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren’t even physical?
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Hurt Physical Thought
one day I’ll be old, without ever having really been young
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Old One Day Young
I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.
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Humanity Small Parts

Lying – remembering beauty in truth.

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