i don't want to stay here
but theres something in the air that poisoned me to think weird so i end up staying here.
i know i shouldn't let this fly
i know i shouldn't let this pass
i just want to stay in bed sleep off my depressive head.
eat my stomach
fry my brain.
pretending life a video game.
cry my soul out toss and turn replay sad songs all night long. thinking makes me loose my brain
Its always the same in my video.
sometimes life just hurts my brain
i can't escape my video game.
#julien#
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Rose Thorn
PoetryPoems from the past present and future by Julien and Cj. We had an old book about 2 years age called "Rose Thorn" that was tragically deleted called and we were lucky enough to find the deleted poems. So this is going to be the reuploaded version wi...
