Dunno why I was born in this well ;
Or did I fall in,
I wouldn't know when.Morning turned to night;
I dunno when,The night is dark;
and has the moon with it
but I was left alone wholly
I dunno when.I'm trying again n again to reach where I used to be.
I wash myself with tears, trying to stand where I fall
I dunno why....
why was I born in this hell?I'm dying not really
but daily.....
I'm living
But in a grave.
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I Don't Want Myself
PuisiThere is nothing in life, Let's die with each other...... 'I Don't Want Myself ' is a short poetry collection, I want to share with you. It's all my feelings, emotions, whatever I've been through. How much I hate myself, sometimes trying to accept...