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Nov 2018
Why wouldn’t I be mad
It’s too easy being sad
Wallowing in pity
With a life so ******
A life with no meaning
My mind purely reeling
It’s no fun being last
Existing in the past
No future to envision
Stuck in this prison
In a world that’s so dark
Always missing the mark
How could I not fall
I never heeded his call
He wanted to save me
He had the key
To unlock my joy
To unearth his ploy
But I pushed back
I left my track
And continued wandering
Constantly floundering
Never finding my light
Always rejecting my right
My right to believe
It pours like a sieve
Unable to maintain form
Destructive like a storm
I think it’s done
Where’s the sun
Why can’t I see
Is this it for me
Falling over this rail
Purely born to fail
So I give
I don’t wanna live
Take me away
I won’t stray
It’s my time now
And so I bow
Written by
Ifeanyi Ndolo  22/M/Largo
(22/M/Largo)   
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