I want to find myself,
But i'm just sat on the shelf
With no one around
To never be found
I'm the sight
That has much fright
I can't even be seen
Once one is so keen
To be so cruel to me
I to feel
The appeal
Of others to find their self
But I don't stick to one thing very long
Once the song
Has gone
Strait to the heavens above
Where i will never reach
All the way from my seat
All alone
On this shelf
For the world to see
The sadness of me
Is all but a dream
In the seas
With no breeze
To be guided with
To stand of the shelf
And finally be able to show myself
Will finally set me free
Of this forsaken dream
I'll forever see
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Teenage poetry
Poetrypoetry written by a teenager to connect with others going through the same stuff they went through. they hope you can see the connection bettwen you and others. cover was also done by the teenager with alot of meaning to it, for it connects to one o...
