I am a angry soul
in a body of a small girl
but my soul is not small
my soul is blank
it is dark in places I can not seem to see
I am a old soul
born in a time where modern things seem such bore
and the old times call to me
I am what you call a broken soul
something shattered to a million pieces
but I still stay whole
because even if I have no soul to show
my soul is a quiet one
only strikes when I feel alone.
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I am angry with myself for trying.
love cat
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some anti social girl
PoetryOh wow, something about myself. Am I a deep person? Yes. I write in ways no one will ever understand. These are my poems. The way I express myself. Through the words of depression and sadness. Hell I'd turn back now. Or just stay. Read my life story...
