I can’t knock on a door,
Or ask for extra paper towels.
I can’t call you and ask you how you are
I can’t raise my hand without the fear of being wrong
I can’t hang out with new people
I can’t live my own life…..
It's like being in a cage that's unlocked
I can get out
But i’ve trapped myself
It's like wanting to have friends
But can’t hang out
It's like you’re drowning
But you’re sitting on dry land
It's not a way to live….
It's a recurring nightmare
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Poems of a dark soul
Poetrythese are a mix of poems from someone who wishes to be anonymous. its about their struggles through life. we hope you enjoy and comment if you want more. *WARNING* MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS
