It's getting to hard to breathe now
It's not supposed to be this hard, is it?
I can't breathe.
Is this how it's supposed to be?
Should there be tears in my eyes
Every time I think about my future?
Cause I don't know where I'm going to reach,
I don't know who I'm going to be.
And, it's scaring me so bad
I try my best not to think about it.
But, then they throw it in my face,
And, ask and ask.
They keep asking me,
Like they can't see how much it's affecting me.
But, I can't blame them.
Only myself.
Cause I am this weak.
Cause it's me that's scared
It's me that isn't trying
It's me that's ready to give up.
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
