I'm drowning
In a storm of 'new'...
There is so much new...
New haircut
New shoes
New school
New rules
New way of traveling
New way of thinking
New way of learning
New way of living
I am drowning
In a sea of 'new'...
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Loe
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Poetry For The Poisoned
PoetryRandom poetry, written at random moments on random days making an odd collection of poems from an adolescent-to-grown-up struggling with depression and the meaning of life, while using poetry to cope.
