It's sad
How badly I can hurt myself
Just by simply thinking
I wish I didn't do it
I wish I could stop it
But it's something I've done
for far too long
I over analyze
I try to find meaning in everything
I keep asking myself, why?
And every question in between
I'm making myself depressed
Over things I cannot control
I wish I could stop this
I wish things were better
But I can't change things
I'm not in control
He always is
And I'm just here
Waiting for something good to happen
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Poetry
PoetryMost of my poetry has either: Helped me get through tough experiences in life, due to an English assignment, and or it started out as a random thought that turned into something kinda wonderful. All of my poetry is extremely personal and I hope you...
