"A bed;
Where most teenagers find themselves
For 16 hours of the day,
Because they'd rather be asleep than
Deal with their problems
And if sleep is for the weak,
Then teenagers are the weakest group
It's a drug
You close your eyes and just like that,
You're gone and reality cannot touch you
And if nothing was ever a priority,
Most of us wouldn't bother waking up."
~t.w.
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PoésieA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*
