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I keep waking up
Two steps forward
Yet I'm three steps behind
Trapped in time
My own personal hell
I am an empty shell
Scared of the future
As well as the past
Time is torture
It goes by too fast
I can't keep up
I just can't seem to win
I'm all out of luck
In unrecognizable skin
This isn't my body
This isn't my hair
It's not my life
No one will care
So what if I leave
I've ruined it all
I'm scared to be me
No one will answer my call
Screaming to be free
I want it to end
Can't it be the end
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Anything But Ordinary
PoetryA collection of original poems and thoughts with rhymes of a wandering mind that is anything but ordinary.
