Do you actually know me
Do you know how I feel
I do not feel free
I'm trapped in a world that feels so unreal
You may look at me and think of light
With nothing that ever causes me grief
But I'm in a never ending night
With nothing close to relief
I seem to always cry
And no one comes to my side
I might be able to fly
If nobody willingly lied
Someone rescue me
I don't want to feel this way
I want to be free
And be able to fly away
Do you actually know me
Do you know how I feel
I'm the girl who isn't free
Trying to understand this world that's so unreal
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The Death Poems
PoetryPoems about death, sadness, evil, sin, etc. There may be some poems that have the same theme, but all of them are different and original. Collection 2 is now published, so please check that one out as well.
