Later You See

Later You See

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talkin to myself but i wish you could read my mind i don't know how i feel anymore about the things we said walkin by myself like i'm leaving you behind i don't know how i still feel i could go ahead anguish in your words and in my heart i want to be free from the world, from my heart it's 6 in the morning, but like every evening i sit and i'm writing my every feeling talkin to myself but i wish you could read my mind the things we said start to take on shapes in my head so when left unsaid, i'm left alone to find the signs wish my wings would spread and fly me out of this bed wish walkin by myself would give me all the answers but wrestling with my thoughts won't let me see further than the life i seem to flee (than the lies we seem to live) talkin to myself.. i have to remain positive for my own health, and for the ones around me standing with love, (but could the hate be inside me?) or maybe this love, is something i should stop searching anguish in your heart, and from my words getting you to see the good in the worse but now that i can fly, it feels like a curse so how justify all the joy and the perks i long for peace, something like heaven i choose to live..and do so with passion i found some peace, (or is it depression?) now who's to answer my innermost questions? i don't know anymore how i feel about the things we said we've come a long way from the time we met walkin by myself, but with you i'll be fine talkin to myself, prisonner of my mind
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Words are sharper than knife they say. Yes it is true. Some perfectly moulded good words can both make and break a heart easily. A poem is a group of such perfectly moulded words given wings to fly. They fly through the mind and heart easily. A hobby is an activity we do to express ourselves, our beliefs and our thinking. For example through drawing, dancing, singing, etcetera. Writing a poem is one of such hobbies. Here words are used. These words and messages are far more twisted. A poem hits the mind, a good poem hits the heart. Thoughts Of A Juvenile is just a collection of my poems.I started writing poems when I was 8. I may not be a great writer. But yeah I write to express. There have been times for me like many other teenagers where I thought I was lost and helpless. There have been good times too. I'm standing on the edge of teenage now, telling you that you can survive this. You can survive everything. All you need is to find your strengths. There are sad nights and then there are mornings full of opportunities. Don't give up. I'm here and I'll always be here. Whenever you feel down just remind yourself "Be stupid". Go out in public and the eat the food you like alone, ask out your crush, flirt like there's no one watching, dance like a ghost has possessed your body, prank people, have a little chat with the nerds you know. Surviving is an art not many can master. Be a Master. There are mistakes in this book and I tried my best to correct them. But couldn't correct them all. I would really love to receive reviews and criticism. Vote if you like it. Comment your views. And follow for more poems. Add it to your reading list or library.

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