Poems From A Thought-Filled Girl

Help, This Isn't Me

You didn't do anything wrong.
My my, another lie.
Why actually, I did it all.
And really, I'm not fine.

I wish that you could help me
I'm screaming and clawing inside.
This cage of black and blue is swallowing me.
Help me, this isn't me.

Can't you even see?
I'd never kill a soul!
And now the team is gone at last.
At least, that's what my voice says.

But it isn't me, and I'm screaming, screaming
But this cage swallows me up.
Why did I have to pick up that monster
The night of the fire.

And hear me please, my screams will continue.
But I seem to be on mute.
Help, I'm drowning and dying slowly.
In this cage of black and blue.

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Based off of my own personal experiences and that of a certain fictional character who goes by the name of Blue Beetle.

Love you all!