Dedication: I used to love learning new things and becoming knowledgeable, now all I do is overthink and underperform
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The clutter of textbook pages
arranged around the room
it wasn't the dream I wanted
but i'll do anything to impress you
shine away my days in your plastic cage
never be more than just a thought
never be too much more to handle
because then, I'll just be an afterthought
convenience was never second nature
I worked hard for everything I got
depression has its short comings
no clue of who i am, rather who I am not
afraid that if my wheels stop spinning
it'll erase the spell that captured you all
im sorry because i'm used to winning
but every giant is big enough to fall
Do you see me?
Or hear me?
Or trust me enough with myself not to call?
lately, all my head is good for is spinning
spiraling out of control
ducking punches from midnight demons
like I've been in the ring before
the same brain that gave life meaning
is suddenly finding all its flaws
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Words In The Dark
PoetryWords are so powerful. They've built me up and knocked me down a million times. Somehow, I still love using them in poems to cope. Poetry is the best way I could rationally communicate these feelings! These are my words in the dark. This does deal...
