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Rated: E · Poetry · Self Help · #2190115
Something I wrote this morning. I like writing poetry for fun. :)
It's My Life

I try and I try
I cry and I cry
I sleep with a lie
That festers inside

My life feels like a sham
Instead of trying I clam
Up in fear and in shock
Paralyzed like a rock

What do I want? What do I need?
Can I justify it as not being greed?
If I want it am I good or bad?
Am I happy, angry, upset or sad?

My emotions aren't me.
They have no power.
I am way more than you see.
I'm like a giant tower.

I have many stories with windows to tell.
The ones that are lit are the closest to my hell.
It's time to turn on the lights in the windows up above,
The ones of my life, my windows to love.

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