This is bad, sorry 😐
Let me start by saying this is my story,
You don't understand, so don't you dare judge me.
It started at a young age, I could barely be free,
I understood the loss, it was consuming me.
They say if you can dream it you can do it,
But I know the truth, their lying to me.
I have dreamt so many times for it to happen,
yet my dad never ever comes back to me.
And now that I'm here, this is slam poetry,
so let me belt my thoughts, I wanna be free:
I understand Sayori, you know the one from Doki Doki,
Her poem called bottles, it defines my devils
I try to overcome them, but they overcome me
They're a shadow, they're around, they're always watching me.
Just like anna blue said, this is my silent scream,
You wanna pretty-afy me, but I don't wanna be.
Ok, listen up.
I weird, I'm strange, and I'm proud to be
I am my own person, I have a right to be.
I have problems, I know, I wouldn't change it though,the
cuz they define me.
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My poems
PoetryI write poems to help with my depression and when I am feeling down. There are a few happy ones but most are sad. I will eventually take this down because i plan to enter these in contests or make a book out of them, but I will post them here for n...
