The feeling is lovely
The freshly chilled air
While it cools my body
It doesn't cool my thoughts
Of course it's misty
Today's goal
Don't get hit
when riding your bike
Of course
you could argue
That's always the goal
To which I would say
Let me live
On my way to a place
Often called many names
Like hell
Prison
I disagree with those nicknames
I'm one of the weird ones
Who actually likes
School
I know Weird
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Trapped in a poetic mind
PuisiPoems by a person who has issues. Whether it is their, Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety, something is always bothering them. Writing about everything that pops into their mind, and things that they are too scared to talk about, you will no doubt find so...
