Category : Poems

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I don't want to die
 Nothing's organized
Theres always voices (No peace, no peace)
Cry  your head- Don't let the world see
 Your unexpainable frustration.

 Missing how things used to be
I can't keep track of days
They can't keep track of me
Is it just fear or mild anxety?

I don't know what to do each day
Can circle from yellow to red to gray
And when you don't know what to think
 Then what should you say?

What's it even mean when you're tearing at the seams-
Every stitch unraveling as time goes?
What's it even mean when you're not who you thought you'd be-
No, what's it even mean to be alive?