Again, and again these mistakes I make,
I'm not a bad person, just need a break.
I'm tired and annoyed, I'm cold and mad,
I'm a wired mess, I'm broken and sad.
Just give me space and leave me alone,
So I can focus and get in my comfort zone.
Don't take this as me being rude or mean,
I'm only a dejected idiosyncratic teen.
My voice unheard, my mind fully blank,
I'm not faking tears, this is not a prank.
I'm broken, maybe even beyond repair,
All you do is look away, you don't even care.
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Poems For The Sad Soul
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