I've lost track of my emotions.
I find it's easy to ignore them.
But that's not a reasonable solution,
Because it's killing me.
I know it makes too much sense
I wrote it too quickly, didn't I?
Forget you and your opinions,
Because they're killing me.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you,
I'm sorry for saying these things,
I'm sorry for thinking like this,
Because it's killing me.
You don't want to hear about it,
And I don't want to talk about it,
But something's got to give soon,
Because it's killing me.
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I Never Said You Could Have It
PoetryA collection of poems from years and years of experiences, good, bad, worse, and downright disgusting. I've been through a lot, and I've seen a lot, and it's hard, but I know others are going through the same thing, and I want them to see that even...
