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Mar 2019
I want to take off, float away
I don’t want to face the world today
My thoughts have taken I’m beaten they’ve won
I’m not the same person I was when I was young
Back when things weren’t so intense
I can’t cope hanging onto this suspense
Am I going to make it? Will this stage ever end?
I need some hope, some love anything to help me mend
I’m broken, defeated, lying here dying
But I’m too strong to show, I’m too old to be crying
So I keep it all inside which only makes it worse
But I’m reaching boiling point and one day I’m going to burst
And when that happens I’m scared to think
Will I be here the next day, I’m on the brink
I will feel better one day I’ll get past this feeling
But untill then I’ll stay lying in my bed trapped, looking up at the ceiling
Written by
Adam Davidson  24/M
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