locked up
imprisoned
incarcerated
confined
put away
we do that to our true self
just to fit in
just to be accepted
to be giving approval from people who really don't no us
waking up everyday to the same routine
feels like a dream
nothing to look back to everything was perfectly done
how do I remember the days
how do I convince my self I'm not living in a dream
I tell my self you don't have to always be in control all the time
loosen up I tell my self
make mistake but then I ask my self are the risk worth taking
and then I don't.
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My mind's outlet
Poetrywhat my lips can't say Just a collection of poems I've written. Feel free to comment XOXO🦋
