"We all have secrets,
keep them until we're six feet deep.
We must make our boring lives exciting.
Even if there were no
secrets to keep anyway.Everyone else is gossiping
about each other.
I don't know what's worse.
Making someone's life miserable
or having a miserable a life.It's kind of boring.
I'm going to one day run away.
Before I start a couple bad habits.
Like actually wearing my heart on my shoulder.
Once you start,
there's no turning back.I'm ready to leave the past.
Disappear into thin air.
I mean nobody cares about me either away.Got my new identity,
and my car.
Already faked my death.
I feel so free and ready for a new beginning."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...