I'm on knees begging,
Please let me live in peace,
Everything I ever loved ,
You destroyed it,
And I am reaching my limits,
My body wants to give up,
And so does my heart.
So, before I lose my soul,
Please let me breathe.
Question:
If music is a therapy, who would be your therapist?
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PoetryI am a girl who has so much to say but no one to listen to. I'm struggling in my life with college, family and other issues. I always find it hard to express my emotions verbally but I can write them pretty well. The issues I deal with are family...
