Is it bad that I want to leave this earth,
That I no longer want to live this life?
Am I what people call suicidial,
Just because I know that my life isn't worth living?
That I know the truth,
And refuse to live this illusion.
It's all fake, all lies,
Created to control, to manipulate.
But I am free,
I will be whoever I want to be.
I'll do what I want to,
And you can't stop me.
If I want to die,
It's my choice to make, and only mine.
It's my life,
Not yours.
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To Infinity & Beyond
PoésieA collection of my poems. I usually write dark poetry, but you never know what you can find in here. To Infinity & Beyond. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © *Unedited and a Work in Progress
