When I was 9 I wanted to die because of what he did to me.
I closed my eyes, counted to five and hoped it would all be over soon.When I was 11 I wanted to die because of what they said to me.
I closed my eyes, counted to five And hoped it would all be over soon.When I was 14 I wanted to die because of what happened to me.
I closed my eyes, counted to five and hoped it would all be over soon.Now I'm 17 and I still want to die because of what I've been through.
But I close my eyes and count to five and hope it'll all be over soon.
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Shattered Poems
PoetryPoems collected from teens going through life in the 21st century. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Suicide and rape are mentioned in some poems