Often she lies awake at night
Asking herself reasons why to keep up the fight
She imagines fantasies that she could never take
Lest she be called a snake, a fake
All she wants is someone to love
But she has noone, not even a dove
So late at night she's still awake
Hugging her stuffed animal and fighting the urge to break
Depression things she's posted tonight
But at the same time she tells others not to give up the fight
Who's to help her, who to see?
She hides her pain from even he
She listens to FNAF during the night
Wondering what it's like to give up the fight
Maybe being frozen in time isn't so bad
It would depend on what it would add
Her life is empty, every move a mistake
Her life a lie, a massive fake
She gives so much to fix others
All to help her online sisters and brothers
Someone once told her a story about a jar full of stars
But to her it seems like a pretty story trapped behind bars
This girl is so alone, waiting for someone to find
The truth she hides, but she doesn't mind
It keeps her friends less sad
When she locks up her feelings, even though it's bad
She writes cryptic words to hide the truth
Even as the stress is stealing her youth
They think they can help
They hear her cries, her yelp
But she runs until she can't run anymore
Looking around she lets out a furious roar
All around her she sees the broken, the meek
Surrounded by blackness, ever so bleak
She knows she can't help them anymore
Here she's trapped, forevermore
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Until next time,
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Half Truths and Hidden Memories
PoetryA place of sorrow, of fear, of pain. A place of joy, of hope, of love. A place to cry out in fear. A place to shout in joy. A place to be myself, and hope not to be judged for who I am.
