I clung to my insanity.
With hopes I realized were false.
I stabbed with hate.
I killed with fear.
The people I trusted.
Betrayed me.
The people I loved.
Hated me.
People push and shove me.
Not realising there killing me.
So I clung to insanity.
And hope the world will ease up.
I'll fake being okay.
But I'll smile anyway.
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.Poems.
PoetryHere are some close poems I made, I will try to update everyday but I am still a busy person so I hope you enjoy
