THIS IS MORE LIKE A POEM BUT IT WAS IN THE BINDER SO I HAVE TO WRITE IT DOWN.
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I sit at the piano my hands aliens to the keys. All I think about are broken dreams. Where has my inspiration gone? I think of no song, I hear a tune in my head but mess it up when I try to write it down. The lyrics make no sense who would be proud? I'm a failure, success laughs at me. How can I sing if I can't find peace in my own life? Dark tendrils of pain reach for my soul chipping my heart away like old paint on children's blocks. Why try when you are doomed to fail? Can't draw, can't sing, can't act, can't play the piano, can't play the baritone, what can I do? Nothing.
-K_____
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WOW SO THAT IS DEPPRESSING.
BINABASA MO ANG
songs, poems, and letters
PoetryI have songs poems and letters that are too emotional and too sad to keep locked up so I'm going to post them here.
