POEM TO MYSELF
I write these words to stay sane
I put this pen to paper to feel alive
I live in the past because I’m scared of the future
I put this pen to paper to feel alive
I live in the past because I’m scared of the future
I’ve seen too much change
I’ve felt too much pain
I’ve been through too much hell
I’ve felt too much pain
I’ve been through too much hell
I’m writing this to give myself hope
I bring these thoughts to life in your heart
I live in a prison because they keep clipping my wings
I bring these thoughts to life in your heart
I live in a prison because they keep clipping my wings
I’ve heard all the rumors
I’ve seen all the blood
I’ve cauterized all the wounds
I’ve seen all the blood
I’ve cauterized all the wounds
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