Laying in my bed,
Having different emotions going threw my head,
It's as if I can't control it,
I want it to quit,
But it won't go away,
All it wants to do is stay,
What is going on,
It happens everyday until dawn,
I worry about things,
Such as "who's going to be our new king,"
I also get anxiety,
From the people in today's terrible society,
I did research,
But all I got was ads telling me "go to a baptist church,"
I don't know what else to do,
Other than to sit here and come through,
I really don't want to,
But it's what I have to do,
I've been stressed,
I just hope it doesn't make me depressed...
March 13th, 2016
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If It Wasn't For You
PoetryYou never know what you will come across in life, rather if it'll be your future husband or wife. I've developed an entire new view, if it wasn't for you. You'll travel my journey line by line. Come along for the ride. Live in someone else's shoes f...