She queitly sitting alone
No expression on her face
Thoughts of suicide crosses her lonely mind.
She's so broken
She's so Open
So exposed
But No one even Knows
She sobs queitly in the corner of her room
Listening to the screams and yells of who she once called family
Thoughts of suicide crosses her lonely mind
She's so broken
She's so Open
So exposed
But No one even Knows
"It's the only way out way out
There's nothing left for me here
I know I seem happy
But At the end of the day
I just want to go away
My past is the one that's killing me."
She's so broken
She's so Open
So exposed
But No one even Knows
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Poems, Writings,and Rants
RandomLooking through my old notebooks I have found poems,rants, and notes when I was going through depression. I know they aren't professional and whatever, But I hope you like them. I DO own everything I publish unless I say otherwise.
