A mess I am
Forgetting even the simplest task
A trouble I am
Resting under everyone's bask
I'm a thing
Everyone want to possess
But no one want to take care of
I'm a toy
Which everyone obsess
Over, but no one wants to make a collection of
I often wonder if I was a mistake
And the thought make my heart ache
Or is it just my thought
And I'm again caught
In a loop of nightmare
But no one here seems to care..
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Everything I wish to say
PoetryTrying to be good But the world won't let me, Every good intentions, are misunderstood EVERYTHING is just seen.. As a trap, No matter what I do, I'm always bad.. So, now I stopped explaining, Cause I know they won't stop judging.. Because those who...
