2-21-15
Theres something beyond this hell
one I don't know well
haven't ventured far
until I got this car
eighteen
young with a dream
fear is all gone
as long as I sing along
to the song of my soul
my entire whole
eighteen means I'm free
from the chains my family forced on me
it means I'm not obligated to go to school anymore
college; what for?
the simplest things I have
take away the sad
I'm venturing away
from this hell to be okay
I never belonged here
and I'm saying goodbye without a tear
eighteen years old
bought a car before my soul was sold
tank of gas and my life's savings
who cares if it drains me
this town, the misery and I can't stick around
someday
I'll be okay
try to forget my past
follow my dreams and be happy at last
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For What Its Worth - poems
PoetryPart 2 of some of my poetry. Part one is titled : These Times Try Us All - poems. Written: February 20th, 2015 - May 6th, 2015. Look for part 3 FEARS, TEARS, AND HOPELESS TEENAGE YEARS Topics may include: love, self hatred, misery, bad relationshi...
