A delightful pain,
It will keep me sane;
If it's all the same,
I don't know my name.
I don't know who I am,
It feels like life is just a scam,
Breathing only when I can;
Away from all my problems I've ran.
Summer is colder,
I'm getting older;
With this weight on my shoulders,
I just wish this were over.
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An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
