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I tend to feel worthless & so out of place,
The people who don't want me, I always chase.
I tend to feel afraid of what the future stores,
It can be quite scary to open new doors.
I tend to feel dizzy & under the weather,
My head in the clouds, lighter than a feather.
I tend to feel so tired every single day,
Don't want this life, so in my room I stay.
I tend to feel like I'm an irritation,
Henceforth, I will stick to isolation.
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Poems For The Pained Heart
PoetryYou've made it this far so let me tell you a story, About life in this age with all of it's pain and glory. It's been a long journey, it's been a long road, It's been so tiring, you want to go on sleep mode. But wait just a little, just a bit long...
