My thoughts are denied
Could say I tried
But in the end I lied.
Something is surrounding me I know
Maybe some things are kept below
Hope stuck on the down low.
I wish I had a reason
Not something like treason
Not to change like a season.
People wont remember me
I'll fade eventually
For now I'll live happily.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
