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THEY SAY"They Say" I'm crazy crazy as a loon running in circles , chasing my tail tripping over my own feet without fail. "They Say" I'm Chubby no self control covered in ripples , covered in rolls. staying away from prying eyes, never letting the real me out, while I'm dying inside, as i scream and i shout. "They Say" I'm Hateful Bitching my way through life never giving a dam if I'm wrong or I'm right doing my best to stay outta sight using a bushel to hide all my light. OK, That's what "They Say" But they will never behold beneath all the mask , there's a story untold. Of a beautiful , slim , happy girl. I remember when that was my world. I worked hard hiding behind hateful,chubby and crazy I was lost and the lines were getting hazy I hid me so well , I might be lost forever, Maybe the pieces of me , never come back together. Oh my Gosh , will I find me again? The truth be told , I don't even know where to begin. by barbie 9-24-09 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades - Vote for this poem - 
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