Some of those I once looked up to
Barely want to be close
Things I once loved creating true
My mind now barely knows
Tastes I once loved to view
Don't match my current clothes
Lyrics that once engraved my brain tissue
Faded away from overdose
Society I once didn't know was askew
Has proven me that it can dispose
Every change isn't new,
It often repeats for tomorrow's.
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Me. [completed]
PoetryMe. poems, feels, Kinda personal, to be honest. But that's okay. This is Volume I. Volume II is called Poetry At its Worst
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