People of the dark don't really shine that bright
But people of the light don't know how to fight
Oh they don't have to risk everything just to try
I bet they don't even ask why
Why don't they like me?
Why do they hate me?
Why do I bother living?
Why am I still breathing?
And when we break down
We come crashing to the ground
But the people without a care
Just snicker and stare
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My Thoughts
PoetryHere lie the thoughts of me; in the form of poetry of course because I can't seem to complete a story. Oh well. So these poem will be about all kinds of stuff from horses to inner demons. Some of them are also very short. Enjoy P.S. some of these p...
