We live in a world full of mistakes,
Full of danger,
Full of death.
I try to smile,
But being different is a sin.
I can't anymore as we are blind by the fake.
I hope I see a true once and I pray for this world, this messed up world this blinding world this messed up world.
My father my brother is dieing,
cause the people around me aren't trying.
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Words By An Unknown Girl
Poetry《 Words written by a quite, unknown, puzzled girl with a lot of things to say.. 》 Self-Written, Trigger warning...
