You wish for the skies
You feed yourself with lies
That someday you'll reach there
Someday you wouldn't fear.
You cry each night
Tired of this life
So you feed yourself with lies
And wish for the skies.
Knowing you're hopeless,
You still don't quit
And feed yourself with lies
Of reaching the skies.
Deep down there's a bud,
That you often crush
You don't let it grow
Because it's the most perilous of all, it's hope.
So you do what you always do,
You destroy it,
And save yourself from future blues.
Because it's all a lie,
You'll never reach the sky.
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PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
