I try so hard,
To make other stars glisten,
When others try to help me,
I'm not there to listen.
So maybe it's my fault,
Only my fault indeed,
That the dimmest star in the sky,
Is actually me.
I try so hard,
To make other stars brighter,
But when it comes to me,
I'm not any lighter.
So maybe it's my fault,
Only my fault indeed,
That the dimmest star in the sky,
Is actually me.
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
