Twinkle twinkle little star,
What do you think that you are?
You could be dead,
Sever your head,
You could be fine,
Yet drunk on wine.
You live the same,
Like a lion that's tame,
But you're stuck in a cage,
Filled with anger and rage.
You want to break free,
But that's not how it'll be.
They insult you,
Which makes you blue,
They give you torture,
Which can lure,
Out the darkest part,
In your mechanical heart.
You're fake-yippee,
It's not hard to see,
But nobody gets it,
Your mind is being lit,
By a match as a flame,
Creating a fire that makes it your blame.
It's not your choice,
You lost your voice,
You lost your mind,
To something unkind,
And lost your happiness,
In the endless abyss.
My last wish,
After my last dish,
Is to hug you all,
Stand proud and tall,
Take the gun,
Release my hair from the bun,
Look you in the eye,
And say "goodbye".
Once and for all.
Btw, you should all know that I'm not suicidal. I'm fine and you should be too. There may be a few hard parts in your life, but there are also better ones. Keep living. You have no idea what could happen the next day. Bye bye!
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PuisiThis is a book of poems made from my imagination and passions. I hope some of you can enjoy the passions and ideas that have birthed themselves onto paper and were transcribed here. Enjoy! Bye Bye! Highest ranking: 964 #27 on #pray #35 on #think
