Growing up
I had huge goals
To have tons of money
Bowls and bowls
Later in life
My goals started to decease
Just like all the happiness
Inside of me.
I started to give up
Stopped trying sadly
Started to believe
My life would end badly
And as the years go on
There's more tears in the seams
I have nothing more than
99 cent dreams
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Dark Poems
PoetryWell these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.
