Nobody Knows...
Nobody knows how it feels to be me
Oh how I wish they could only see
Every day a struggle, every minute a fight
I think to myself will there ever be light
They look at me and shake their head
Sometimes I do wonder, is it better to be dead
Then I wake up and take a deep breath
saying again to myself, I'm the only one left
I struggle, I fight, I scream and I cry
And instead of giving up I give it one more try
It has taken my whole life to realize that the best me
Is doing what I do, and learning again how much I've grown
In this struggle to be me
By: Jennifer Golden
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Dark Thoughts
PoetryThese are all short poems I have wrote in the last couple of years. Dark thoughts from a truthful dark and maybe twisted scared mind.
