I cant keep going on like this
Pretending I'm not sick of it
I'm so sick of me, so sick of you
So sick of what's becomeI wish I could run away
To a distant place
Where we could meet again
And start anew, just me and you

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Shattered Hopes And Broken Dreams
PoetryThese are some the thoughts that circle my head everyday of my life. It's a pain to deal with, so I'm writing it out as poetry for others to enjoy as I can't ever fully explain my emotions when asked how I am or how I feel. No one said life was easy...
Sick
I cant keep going on like this
Pretending I'm not sick of it
I'm so sick of me, so sick of you
So sick of what's becomeI wish I could run away
To a distant place
Where we could meet again
And start anew, just me and you