I’ve willfully said goodbye a dozen times,
To people I cared about.
I’ve put up fights to keep the ones I hold dear.
I’ve been on strings for years,
But all I want is someone to hold me while I cry.
My friends don’t talk to me much anymore.
I’m left on my own not knowing what to do.
I’m so alone, but that is nothing new.
Maybe this doesn’t even matter,
I just wish I knew what I should do,
About breaking into two.
They say you can't please everyone,
But I guess I'm no one.
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Words From My Soul
PoetrySome poems I write get pretty intense so proceed with caution Highest Ranks #166 in poembook #113 in poemcollection #32 in poetrycollection
