I've always wanted to leave this glass exterior of mine,
But I've always found a reason to why I should stay in it.
Since from all the hatred I've received after trying to give out kindness and only received a knife upon my spine,
I've been trapped in by Anxiety, Depression, Shyness, and Stress has kept me back from expressing my true self to others when I just push them away from trying to break me free of the glass box.
There's no way for me to stop them when id rather be better off staying protected from the hurtful comments instead of not caring to what others think of me.
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My Will to Live
PoetryThese here are Poems that I've wrote myself from what goes on in my life. I write what I feel which is why it comes out so depressing and dark. Please share my poems with people out there who might feel the same. WARNING: DARK THOUGHTS NOT GOOD FOR...
