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From a 10 to an 11 to a 13. When will it end.
I was an 18 once.
It was an agony i didn't even know I was living.
I never want to go back there again.
But,
I want that state of mind.
It would be simpler.
I would be able to show them.
Show them all.
I'm not lazy
It's just So foolishly selfish
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The walls are too thin
Their voices
Too loud
I want to leave
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In time I will leave the city
For now
I will stay alive
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I'm a 21
I'm a 21
I'm a 21
I'm a 21
I'm a 21
I'm a 21
YOU ARE READING
Blatherskite
Poetryblatherskite noun a person who talks at great length without making much sense. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A collection of poetry, mostly written in the dark of the early morning
