I know,
but I don't.
I cry,
But I don't.
I see,
but I don't.
I scream from the top of my lungs,
But I don't.
I'm a soul stuck at a toll, my time is up and it wants me to pay but I stay. It'll never let me leave, no matter how much I flee.
See? You see nothing you walk around with a frown, eyes glazed over looking down.
Down. I fall down, down, down, to the ground. I'll never get up and look around, who did this? Doesn't matter I'm not up for pitterpatter, I'm just trying to rise above like a dove, hungry for love.
Love. I'll love myself because I'm all I have. That's not so bad, grab, or stab, stab for the opportunity to be who you are, never lie, just strive for a new life, because you have that right. The right for love, attention and self worth, because you're more to the earth, then you could ever dream of being, now do you know what I'm seeing?

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Inspiration of an unlucky girl
PoetryPoems, and inspiring quotes. This will be added to quite a lot. All the poems are written from recovering depression, anxiety, and etc. The poems are all written by me. I hope this will give inspiration to recovering from anything you may be going t...