It's raining inside
But inside's where we hide
It's raining inside
But I'll always stay inside
It's raining inside
But the water feels fine
It's raining inside
It's cold inside
But inside is where I hide
It's raining inside
But inside is my getaway
The rain is my safe place
So why would I migrate?
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Youthful Wreck
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote in highschool struggling through the pain of life. Trigger warnings about SH,SA and suicidal thoughts and eating disorders.
