Im always identified
Never diversified
Im locked inside my mind
Just biding time
So friend please think of me
Cause i never will
And ill never have skill
Cause i never think i do
And i never think of me
All i think of is you
Im not important
All i do is sport
The alphabet of mental disorders
My mind is out of order
It needs repair
Its not fair
The more i fix the more i tear
But im tired of trying
All i seem to do is cry and
Theres no sacrificing
The attempts i have made
In an attempt to escape
This prison i have made
My problems arent yours
Of that im sure
So what are you fighting for
This is not your war
You dont have to fight anymore
Im sorry im a liar
I promise im a fighter
My heart has ignited
And brightened my night
The shadows are at bay
As dusk turns to day
The voices slip away
Ill fight again today
But my eyes open to see
You weren't fighting for me
Your battle has begun
The one you ran from
Blinded by my wounds
Your mind turned to ruins
I pushed you further away
In hopes you would escape
But i only left you adrift
In a sea of forgetfulness
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A Constant Poets Thoughts
PoesíaI am constantly thinking poetically and finding meaning in the menial. I figured letting others read how I think might give insight to the world behind our own. Enjoy.
