My immaturity scares me
Theres no one else I'd rather see
Look so happy or set free
But I'm selfish so I beg please
Its not fair not even hardly
I'm still scared so I'm hiding
They say that I've "come so far see?!"
But all I see are the scars gleam
All I hear are the stars scream
Reminding me constantly
My past is something that haunts me
And my thoughts they are so taunting
I guess thats why I'm lonely
And hope is all I'm wanting
//Thank you to all who read. I apologize if it wasn't something you found particularly exceptional or if it didn't strike you as peices deserving of your time. To those who read and enjoyed, if any, thank you for the support. These are all of the words I can find within myself. This collection is just a taste of what I feel. Thank you for being there for this. Goodbye and good graces to all of you.//
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A Constant Poets Thoughts
PoetryI am constantly thinking poetically and finding meaning in the menial. I figured letting others read how I think might give insight to the world behind our own. Enjoy.
