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I wish oh I wish so bad
If I could be someone else for a day
It makes me so depressed and sad
That it could've been another way
If I were born another person
It would be another way
It would be a way with a reason
I find to make me want to stay
I smile and enjoy my time
With people who get rid of all my odds
But the second they walk away and I'm alone
The happy mask is falling off
There's no use for apologizing
Because I apologize for being me
And all the people take it as a joke
Those people whom I want to be
My life is falling apart
And I'm watching it paralyzed
I try to stretch my hand and save myself
But the tears keep falling from my eyes
You will never know how it feels
How it feels to be someone like me
Because no one was ever born
To become who I came to be
I regret all of my actions
And hate everything in me
you can never convince my depression
because this is what I am destined to be
God I just want to be anyone
Anyone who exists in life
Because it will be much easier to live with trouble
Than with hope which was always a lie
My heart is aching and my soul is screaming
Because I'm the only one who sees the lie
My throat is soar even though I'm choking on silence
Because my only goal in life was to die
Lara Houssami
4-27-2019
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
