I wanna be more
More than I am
More than my inferiority permits me to
I wanna be loved
Loved by those that didn't believe
Those that didn't want me
Am I crazy? Are my wants unreasonable?
Should I just be where I am?
Stuck in my mind with thoughts of Death
Thoughts of Grief, and thoughts of loss
All just a jumbled mess
While they tried telling me I was basically a Beautiful Mess
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
