Lost
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We try with all our might, To do what we think is right, We all need a break from this tiring fight, Our happiness. Our faith. Our sanity. That's what it's cost. But we hold on to that flicker of light, never letting it out of our sight, Because if we so much as blink, We might truly get lost.
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I'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: alex_likes_airguns) and write poems apparently! The interest in writing is fairly new and I have no idea how to really write enjoyable things. I'm an illustrator by trade so this whole writing stuff is new to me, apologies for bad grammar. This notwithstanding I needed somewhere to store my poems so this book and my account now exists I guess! Enjoy!

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