Stop comparing,
Staring, caring,
Tearing
apart
I'm angsty,
Chancy,
And heavy
Of heart
I'm down,
I try to
Look up,
It's hard
Maybe
The next
Time I see
The sun,
I'll get
A second
start
I don't think so.
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The Words of an Angsty Teen
PoetryI think I contemplate too much I'm fairly certain I need a drink To kiss, to feel another's touch - This is a poetry collection of an angsty teen. It's that and nothing else. Original, I know. Side note: this poetry collection doesn't promote depr...
