Im an error in this world. I don't belong I should disappear. No one needs me no one cares. I can't breathe right, think right, speak right. I'm worthless and damaged. Broken and dead. I want to take a bullet to my head. Oh how I wish I was dead. But instead I'm here stuck in this pain. My life has nothing to gain. I'm a waste of space , born in the wrong time and wrong place. But no one can know that. So I'm stuck smiling and saying I'm fine so you believe it. Slowly I fade away. You'll lose me forever. But you don't care.
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Poetry from a damaged soul
PuisiMany words that have been trapped inside finally scratched at the walls of my soul and escaped.
