This is kind of a dark poem , but it just randomally came to me. Im not actually really sad I just am better at writing dark poetry...
soul is black
skies are gray
still gotta put on my pack
i still gotta stay
even though i wish i could just go
somethings binding me here
i wish my life was just a t.v show
or something unreal outside of me in the mirror
what they said
what i hear
hey
13 years ago
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