I ask myself why when I cry,
But then I realized that all this time I've been lying.
Don't you see,
I say most emotional things on paper,
But all this time I keep wondering if somehow I've been lying,
All this talk like all is meant for dying,
I cannot help but feel like this pain is so hopeless.
Without you, I could never be me,
Don't you see,
I heard you were just energy held in a body,
And He told me there was a God from the sky,
But I just can't help but feel like I'm the reason someone is alive.
Can't help and count those smiles,
Because I need them tomorrow,
Might need to remember someone holds dear these smiles of mine.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
