sometimes i wonder about the world
the busy people on the street
too caught up in their lives to care about much else
the web of their worries and wonders wrapping around
constricting them
sometimes i look around me
at the people passing by
their faces a mask
their feelings wrapped up in a bundle
too afraid to let them go
sometimes i feel caught up myself
drowning in fear and despair
self-doubt and wondering
and i wonder how long it'll take for me to be forgotten
sometimes the night smiles at me
and for once i don't feel so lonely
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PoetryA collection of mentally ill poems about the world, written by a mentally ill person. Perfect if you're into abstract or freeform poetry. New updates come at random times, but expect slightly consistent updates at least once a week or so! Top 10 in...
