They say they want the old me back,
& I don't know what to say to that.
They say they want the one who was Lost in the stars.
Who had dreams of some day going to mars.
But that innocent kids gone now.
Only to god he'd bow.
I'm done waving this white flag.
All this pain, I gotta bag.
I'm sick of this addiction to pain,
It's making me go INSANE!
Making feel like a dead man,
Can't even be who I truly am.
Hold up, let's look in the mirror.
My god I just gotta kill fear.
I'm fighting like I'm in a warzone, it's to bloody,
My pants are so muddy,
I'm fighting on hard here on ENDOR.
But some days I don't know what for.
Everything now is just so Sophisticated,
All from some feelings that were minipulated.
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Poetry
PoetryPoetry with various ideas and different backrounds. Please leave comments on anything I can improve on. Also let me know that you want, more poems and if they're good. Thank you fellow readers. And fellow writers- Rtue writers don't find creativity...
