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This is a question I ask myself everyday of my life Are you truly okay with the things you've endured? Can you survive in this world? You can't even manage to control your own mind! The tool-kit known as life you've been given doesn't correspond with the instructions you struggle to read
Pacing everyday on edge at the thought of unseen happiness...unsettling in every way "I can't imagine what must be going on inside of your head" No you can but choose to overlook it
" You're going to be okay" Not convincing enough even for you to believe So as i attempt to ask for help during my struggle the tool-kit I require begins to dissipate at the thoughts inside
" I'm here for you" Those words spoken but never look sincere The most vile words to leave a person's mouth and reach the ears of those on the verge of breaking " Are you okay?"
These three words reveal so much pain and torture that's buried deep within The response you want to give can't be stated so instead you settle for the easy way out of the conversation
" Yes I am"
~ARRI~
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The inner workings of my mind
Poetrythis is where i decided to place my poems seeing as though i tend to write a lot of them...lol so i hope you guys enjoy
