"I can't knock on a door
Or ask for extra napkins
I can't call you and ask how are you
I can't raise my hand without the fear of being wrong
I can't hangout with new people
I can't live my life
It's like being in a cage that's unlocked
I can get out but I've trapped myself
It's like wanting to have friends but can't hangout
It's like suffocating but you're still breathing
It's not a way to live
It's a way to die."
~m.l.
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PoetryA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*
