Wanting a place in this messed up world
Wanting to stop
But she can't
Why would she
When the whole world would say
"She's weak
She's stupid
I'm glad she's gone"
She knew being alive is a choice
And dying might not be
The wonders of death clouded her mind
She knew people would know her
She knew if she took her life
That people would notice and say
That girl? Oh yeah glad she's gone
Yeah she would run
But they'll look for her
She wants to go
But she does know where
Right or left?
Life of death?
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PoetryVolume 1 *completed* Feelings are meant to be written down. So here is mine Hope you don't get sad a depressed. Not like you would LMAO! Mostly written with tears spilling and tea running. ;) ALSO LIKE THESE ARE REAL FEELS AND yeah idk if anyone...
