I'm tired of fighting,
I'm only good at hiding.
No one will know,
No matter where I go.
I cry when I'm alone,
But I hide with my phone.
I can't stand the crowd,
They're way to loud.
Don't ask me to go,
You don't know.
Everything I've gone through,
Can't you take a clue.
I'm stuck where I'm not wanted,
I feel like I'm being haunted.
The death of a loved one,
Now I wanna be done.
More bad news,
I feel like it'll leave a bruise.
Nothing seems fun,
I wanna run.
Far away from the past,
Everything good has passed.
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My Life Peoms
RandomJust random depressing poems I've created when I was in a bad mental state of mind. I hope you enjoy.
