Oddly it's what I feel what is happening to me and the world.
As if everybody is just slowing leaving.
I feel that a wedge is coming in between my best friend and I.
Because I feel that we are slowly changing.
She's moving on slowly while I'm just stuck here in this paper like town.
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My thoughts
PoetryI don't do anything that I write in my poems they are for the people are going through depression and thinking about suicide. Some of the poems are about my feelings and thoughts.
