I'm jealous
Of the selfish people
The ones who can leave.
I can never leave.
I'm forced to be here.
It's my punishment.
For being the worst person alive.
I should want to be with my family.
But I don't
I should want to live
But I don't.
I should want to be around for my friends
But I don't.
I just... Want... To... Leave...this... World.
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'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran
