Is that as I grow older, I work long nights
Sleepless on tired feet I tend to others
These people are people I dejectedly see
Some die, some get better and leave
Helping them out of bed, Walking them around
Helping these people I'll seldom see
Remind me of how big the world is
Which leaves me afraid, it's so daunting;Life
Perhaps I am afraid to leave, this all I know
All I have been and all I ever will be
Perhaps I don't want to leave and it's their fault
And I've just become collateral damage, this is all i know
And all I will be
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Poetry From a Dying Mind
PoetryThis is a collection of 'poems'. (Obviously) that I've written over the course of 2 or 3 years. I was told it would be a good idea to upload them to Wattpad so that's what I'm doing. Some of the poems aren't really poems but are poems. So basically...
