My mind would be my only escape.
If I even had one to begin with.
I can't tell if my feelings are serious.
Or just a teenage phase.
Suicide just doesn't cut it.
When you think about everyone else.
It's just as pointless as life.
When you blame everything on yourself.
I appear to be one whole.
But inside, I'm only half.
Where the other piece is.
I wouldn't know it if I tried.
Laughing and crying at once.
It all sounds so difficult.
A wrong twitch of my finger.
Could end happiness for me.
I'm not scared of fate.
But at the same time, I am.
Feeling like my thoughts can't be changed.
No matter what anyone does.
I'm just a small part of the world.
Who has yet to understand.
Myself, and this life.
I should really take a stand.
I'd take that chance.
But I don't know how.
My emotions run wild and free.
They overwelm me, and cloud my mind.
Sometimes I lay awake at night.
I cry myself to sleep.
Wondering if you're alright.
And if things were different,
How different would it be..
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Book of the Unknown
I write about things happening in my life, or secrets, or song lyrics. Everything is usually based around poetry, though..
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