I dream only a dream of tommorow
Haikus written to end the sorrow
I've felt trapped in a cage of a never ending story
My heart's content with burning through a blaze of glory
The fire around me makes it hard to breathe
The people around me make it hard to leave
How can I even process this
I can't even believe
It's easy to be someone else
I just hate being me
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
