Triggered by school,
While I'm trying to sleep,
Finding it hard,
'Cause I keep trying to succeed.
Trying to find the answer,
I don't even understand,
I just need that damn A,
God, it happened again.
The tears in the back of my eyes,
The anxiety fighting to come free,
The stress deciding to break out of its cage,
My heart just starts to bleed.
I can't do this again,
Fighting for my sleep,
For my smile,
For my happiness,
I just want to be good,
But my mind doesn't believe in me,
Why can't I just understand?
Perfect.
Now I can't look in the mirror,
Once again.
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Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
