It's revolving in my mind
That's why I can't sleep every night.
I messed up
don't know how to make things right
If I could shut the world this time,
Maybe I won't remember it by tomorrow.
But no, I will
Because I can't escape from it
they'll keep on chasing me anyway
so what's the point if I run away?
All I have to do is to wipe these tears
and say "Face it"
and will do a way to kill it.
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Unspoken Words
Poetryrandom poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)