I'm 14.. I'm depressed, and I fall hard..I dont like to rap or ryhme in my poems I just let out what i have to say that are my true feelings..and dreams i have had..i can be very deep in when i write and i hope to write a few short stories i had as a dream one day. thank you all for reading my writing
Mirror, mirror
Cracked on my wall
Dirt is my story teller
Why must you tell my pain?
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Fell into another hole again
pull me out and give me a reason to start again
wake up im at the edge of the world
should I sink or swim? Or simply disappear?
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My heart skips a beat
My breath will catch
I will constantly laugh and smile about us
When your near me
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