I'm feeling kinda tired,
Don't wanna get up.
No matter how many shots are fired
My walls stay up.
Can't bring them down,
I built them too high.
I wear masks like a clown.
I hate having to lie.
My feelings are warped
No one can touch,
In a box, like a corpse.
Them feelings are flying away
Yeah they are flying away.
Right when I need them
They spread their wings
And fly away.....
Comment if you feel this way, I want to know that I am not the only one.
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Sad poems by a sad girl
PoetryThese are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that...
