Now I see more beauty in an overcast sky
Someone oh someone please tell me why
I thrive in the dark
I cast down my heart
I see what was never meant to be
Why do I see
What did I chose to be
I don't know why I fight anylonger
I see with my mind and fight with my heart
This my dear might be what will restart
This Broken Life
I've killed all my hopes
I've shattered my dreams
Not by choice
But by what I have seen
I fight 'cause I must
Into life I am thrust
I see no new day but I follow
Any-way
Why do I see
What did I chose to be
I don't know why I fight anylonger
I see with my mind and fight with my heart
This my dear might be what will restart
This Broken Life
I fly to tomorrow
And fight against sorrow
I feel all the pain
But I'll fight anyway
I love to feel
'cause I can't heal
That one scar
What is my life
I'll fight
Why don't I see
What I could be
What did I chose to be
I see with my mind and fight with my heart
You could be what might restart
My Broken Life
Yes try to reeboot
And reconnect
The broken whires till I'm well again
Please help me
Fix My Broken life...
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poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
