The strange battle she fights inside her,
The kind of battle no one knows about?
Is she right?
Is she lost?
If the life would eventually find it's way to right place?
Or would she lost in the middle of the battle?
She knows she is the part of the dorm she created,
And it isn't a place of mad people,
It's just a place for people like her,
Who spend most of the time inside their head,
She leaves the battle,
And life comes falling back on her,
Showing her kind of things she never saw before.
Battling against with the teenage dream,
Not knowing what to hold and what to release,
Feeling like a mess, sometimes like a sunshine,
Somedays like a sadist and process keeps going on.
This is life that's what she said to herself,
It's all about what she knows,
But still she's lost in her daydreams,
Stuck in her nightmares, forgetting the reality.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
