I gave up on myself today.
I gave up on the world today.
I no longer wanted to be apart of the fight.
I wanted to walk around with my head held high.
But i couldn't because i lost the fight.
I lost myself in this world.
I forgot the girl.
I couldn't forgot her fears.
But I did forgot her morals.
I forgot her yes and her nos.
I miss me, i miss her.
She looked up to me, and i betrayed her, I gave up on myself today.
I gave up on the world today.
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And the good die young
PoetryA book of poems. I started writing when I was about 12. At first it started with lil rap verses but I'm no rapper. So I went a different route. I put the pieces of my life into a little story and match the words and got a poem. I try and to relate...
