A visionary, but you probably wouldn't want to be me. This life I live is unforgiving, taking from everyone. Risking everything. Saying I'll give back, I sure I hope I do so. The demons in my head want to make enemies. They won't let you know. Already on to the next thing, telling myself to have no regrets as I bleed mistakes and I just keep on taking. One day, I say. But I'll never wait on you, impatient as I am I want something new. Probably already done with you. Leaving tomorrow, but you think in a week. Oups, I didn't mean to make things so bleak. Don't you know me? Probably not. Stealing words, you forgetting to speak.
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PoetryThis is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxi...