In this word of screams and cries
Shouts of victories, whispers of lies
Of myself I’m just a shadow
And my voice is just an echo
It repeats what people want to hear
That I’m fine, so do not fear
That I’m whole, my heart is open
When I really am closed and broken
The world is filled with dark and light
And, unsure, I dwell in the twilight
They think everything is easy and clear
And believe the lies placed on their ears
Look at me! The shadow in the corner
Avoiding everyone, like a foreigner
I’m a contradiction! A stupid fake!
Unsure if I’m here or about to break!
I want to make my life better, not worse
But I look into a mirror at someone who is cursed
And my mind screams, without restraint
Is the life of a sinner worth the life of a saint?
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In My Head
PoetryA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
