It's the sides of two walls that meets,
The dark edge of what it should be,
Where my whole life seems meaningless,
And where I'll never be the same.
How can life be good if others just laugh,
How can people say their you're friend when they stab you with insults,
Can it really be a place I'm supposed to belong to,
Or is it where I will die inside and never come back.
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My Poems
PoetryOkay I made poems that are somewhat dark and maybe sad sometimes but I was really in the zone when I was writing it. And if you ever felt this way or agree I just want to say be strong. And don't get that sappy mood. Oh and if you plagiarize I will...
