I can't.
Believe.
What I.
Have become.
When I was.
A child.
I always.
Thought.
That I.
Would leave.
The town.
I was.
Born in.
Never thought.
I would.
Write.
Poetry and.
Songs.
Never thought.
I would.
Grow to.
Hate myself.
And lose.
My will.
To live.
And.
Want to.
Die.
To kill.
Myself.
All of.
This.
Is new.
To me.
I don't.
Want to.
Let it.
Go.
Pinch me.
I'm.
Dreaming.
A/N: You know, my little poets, sometimes I wonder if anyone reads my poems. I wonder if they're any good. Sometimes I get discouraged when I see no one has viewed my poems but then I remember, poetry is not everyone's cup of tea. So if you are reading thank you! If you love my poems thank you! I love all of you!
YOU ARE READING
In My Mind
PoesíaA place that is not the greatest. I've just uncovered some of these poems so I've decided to share them.
