alright
in my conscious, im barely alive
when will my end arrive?
i remember back in english class
high and tired as hell
just doin enough to pass
but my parents wanted me doin well
rushing to my demise fast
guess ill see you all in hell.
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
