There are boulders sliding down my throat.
I'm walking towards a future I don't know.
I'm diving headfirst from a cliff.
I'm innocent! I never wanted this!
But there's no running away now.
The lights are on and everyone's in their gowns.
Breathe in deep and hold it in.
Smile, fragile doll made of porcelain.
The pageant is about to start.
And I can feel my whole face fall apart.
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Drops of Poetry
PoezieDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
