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Its been bugging me. Seems like nothings changed. Im still ashamed.. Im still afraid. This little shell I put up I like to call my home. I run and hide from the cruel, cruel world. Thinking I have someone to tell everything to... to run to when I need someone to listen. That person doesnt exist. Im on my own now. No more sharing my thoughts feelings and dreams. Keeping it bottled up inside is what Im bond to do. How can the world look at me as a decent girl when I have these fucking scars on my arms that everyone can see? Im ashamed now.. these memories will never go away. I once thought they were a form of beauty - beauty of imperfection's that I have made. Now when Im forced to face the world Im ashamed. Im ashamed because no one could ever understand.... Understand what I've been through, why am I this way? I wish I could trust a human being. The only defenition of trust is knowing your giving someone the ability to tear you apart. Tear your always broken heart apart. Why am I so cold? I hate being me the most sensitive fucking person on the inside. Im too fragile to love. Im too complicated to understand. Go away... go away. These tears will eventually fade away.