Yesterday, I cried, until I fell asleep,
I felt like nothing, but a useless creep.
I was thinking about how my dreams shattered,
And how everywhere, my future was scattered.
They won't even let me do things my way,
Why do I listen to everything they say?
I want to live my own life, but they don't approve,
No matter how much I beg them to let me move.
My life is hard with them around,
Because of them, there are no friends to be found.
They can't and won't see the tears I cry,
They don't even notice when to myself, I lie.
Sometimes I wonder if it's for my own good,
But they aren't taking care of me the way they should.
I guess it's over now, for them and for me,
The dream will never come true....the dream of being free.
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Poems For The Sad Soul
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