We look at the same earth
And see different things
Your fire and I'm ice
And we seek to find rain
So we can be the same
And not collide with our pain
But rather come together
Then look at the sky's weather
And hope the clouds are white
And the sun is shining bright
But that's not reality
Life takes its toll
It's twists our minds
To make us turn out of control
You scream and yell
I fight in this hell
The sky won't be clear
And the pain will just swell
So were stuck in a storm
That has just become the norm
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Lost In Myself
PoetryTo those who get lost and don't wanna be found. A collection of short stories and poems... *Short stories aren't as prevalent (Copyrights to readingwithunicorns) *I give copyrights to those who I use quotes from* *Completed
