Category : Poems

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  Pitter patter, the sound the rain makes when it’s coming down. Also the sound my tears create, when nobody’s around. 
   Outside the rain stays pouring. While inside, I’m crying till morning. Cause when it’s time to wake up, I have to pretend again. So I get it all out, up until then. 
   Like a slave to my emotions, I have no control. Running out of solutions, feels like I sold my soul; why am I still trying anyway? All I do is act like it’s a screenplay. What’s the point, if there’s no goal. I’m sure there is one, I just can’t remember. It’s hard to stay on task, when I have such a temper. 
  You know, I hate September. Cause that’s when it begins. When the summer ends, and reality sinks in. I can never win. You see this “smile” on my face? it’s a fake grin. 
   I’m feeling heartless right about now, kinda like the tin-man. When I think back to it, I wish I would’ve ran. or swam, away from this place; when I had the chance. Or to outer space. Have god bless me with his good grace. Cause there’s no way that I’m winning this race. Just Incase, you didn’t know. I’m in last place; but I did warn you, that I’m slow.