BARELY BREATHING
April 16, 2014
I have been living in a cruel world right now
Yes, I'm living but I really don't know how
What kind of world am I in?
The world's giving me problems like blowing wind
All along, I can live with these problems
But now, I can't even breathe without any of them
When will this end?
If I stop breathing, can this end?
What makes it harder is that I can't share it
If I did, maybe, I don't have someone to live with
It's makes me think that I am a great pretender
Well yes, I'm hiding my true self behind this thick boulder
What can I do to end this suffering?
All it does is to make stop me breathing
This poem may be crappy
But I did this to make me look happy
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All the stress released.
👑 Mikael 🎀
