We've got no time, but you don't care,
You've tons of worries and none to spareYou yell at us when we're not done,
You tell us all we had was oneBut you don't see the tears we shed,
Mounds of stress burn holes in our headsWe work so hard, but you don't see,
We try to yell, but the words fly freeYou don't see past immagination,
For you think our tears are exaggeration✌️
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Black Abyss
PoetryA collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend...