Pity to fall,
Pity to call...
So miserable to wonder..
not enough to see...
Guess the world would be better off without me.
Not wanting to fight,
Giving up too soon.
I've lost so much already...
My life is soon to be doomed.
My world is falling,
I'm done with it all.
I wonder what else could happen...
How much more can I take from this horrible, breaking wall?
I clearly can't take it,
it's too much, you see?
Don't feel like trying anymore.
I've given up on me.
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Collection of Poems
PoetryI wrote this poem because my mom wanted to know how I felt about being adopted, as I'm currently in foster care, and I figured that hey! Here is a way I can tell you how I feel, with something that I truly love to do :) So, this is what I came up wi...
