I can't knock on a door
I can't ask for extra napkins
I can't call and ask how you are
I can't raise my hand without the fear of being wrong
I can't hangout with new people
I can't live my life
It's like being in a cage that's unlocked
I can get out but I've trapped myself
It's like wanting friends but can't hangout
It's like suffocating but still breathing
It's not a way to live
It's a way to die
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A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
