Inside of me there is a beast, which cannot allow
to hurt those I love and those I like; and so now
I push it down inside of me. I'm trying to keep this secret.
But the monster knows (and so do I)one day it will escape,
And when it does, my friends will flee, and I'll be alone
I will no longer be human ,but creature ,flesh, and bone.
But until does, I put on a smile and pretend that I'm sane
Oh how I wish I could kill this thing in my brain!
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Depressed Poems by a Depressed girl
PoetryThis is just all the poems I've written in my 2 years of middle school so far. I mean why not?