From the start, nothing was really mine.
I even lost myself a few times, can't you see? I'm disappointed in myself, not you.
... I hate being caged like a bird, but I can't fly like a free bird. There's always a fear that evaporates when the cage is opened, the fear locked me back in so I thought I was going crazy alone. Every step that hesitates, a little speech that contradicts my heart can even make me turn on a path that I really don't want. Accompany me? I don't think so, I'll just hurt you. I am a human full of regrets, despair, frustration and want to rebel from the ropes that bind my soul. Don't look at me, leave me so I realize how failed I am as a human being.
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Broken Poems
PoetrySince these are my notes, you can read them if you like. But I prefer to write down what I think and perhaps it will relate to some people. Yeah, ever since I found out that I'm a failed writer. I hope you enjoy my notes. ©2023 copyright to Meivia...
