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Lying – remembering beauty in truth.

Beatrice Sparks

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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Expectations Like Measure
I’m afraid to live and afraid to die.
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Afraid Dies Live
Lying – remembering beauty in truth.
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Beauty Lying Remember Truth
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
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
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
I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.
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Drug Feels Wonderland
Sometimes I think we’re all trying to be shadows of each other, trying to buy the same records and everything even if we don’t like them. Kids are like robots, off an assembly line, and I don’t want to be a robot!
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Assembly Everything Record Robot Same Shadow
My biggest mistake: not wanting to help myself into thinking I am happy, that change would come about without really trying to change, or wanting to change. Procrastinating about changing. I do want to change.
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Mistakes Thinking Trying
Why is life so difficult? Why can’t we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?
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Accepting Difficult Way
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
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
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
I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.
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Humanity Small Parts
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 pretend I’ve got lots of confidence and I’m a big jock and like that but deep inside I’m a frightened, insecure, can’t-make-it failure.
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Frightened Insecure Jocks

Lying – remembering beauty in truth.

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