(Hey, sorry I haven't written in awhile, I got my phone taken away, and now that I have it back nothing is on it, so I have to find time to get on the computer now. Anyway, here's another poem! -Amber)
How Did I Become This
How did I let myself drop so low
How did I get to this point
I can't believe I would do that
I can't believe she thought I was fine
How did I let myself get caught in the crossfire
How did I become so un-okay
I can't believe it didn't work
I can't believe she didn't know I had them
How did I manage to get so screwed up
How did I screw that up
I can't believe I made it
I can't believe I could have not
How did I think 4500mg would do it
How did I not see what could have been
I can't believe she actually followed me
I can't believe I thought she wouldn't
How did I manage to become so dead?
I can't believe I'm not.
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PoetryThis is going to be a book of poems and songs and maybe a play or two written by yours truly and friends that ask. If you would like a poem or song published in here you can pm it to me and tell me the title and if you want it posted anonymously or...
