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wear my old glasses and close my eyes,
remember last decade's clear summer skies.
I write to feel something, somehow, somewhere --
at a blank, empty paper I unhingedly stare.
growing up too fast
left my sanity in the past;
all good things have never and will never last
would people still unreasonably hate me after the years have passed?
I have no friends, I have no life --
there isn't a friend in me and all my internal strife.
I break and and cry from every absent sympathetic sigh;
can you blame a burned out gifted kid for wanting to die?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
adventures in misfortune.
Puisi𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰. original poetry i wrote at thirteen -- [ the perks of listening to taylor swift at midnigh...