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I want to cry so bad,
I will the tears not to come.
Can't they see, I'm so sad,
Sometimes, I'd rather be numb.
But not to feel might be worse,
Writing, now, is my only escape.
I get so frustrated I want to curse,
The taste in my mouth is like a sour grape.
I tremble and shake,
The stress is much too great.
I know for sure I'm about to break,
Is this to be my fate?
The tears, they finally come in my rage,
Why can't they see?
I'm trapped in a cage,
This is not where I want to be!
- by cuts-and-scars |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/18/2010 |
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- Title: Anywhere But Here
- Artist: cuts-and-scars
- Description: This is a poem that I wrote a couple of minutes ago when I told I was grounded for having a friend that was a "bad influence" so I could no longer hang out with friends for the rest of the month.
- Date: 06/18/2010
- Tags: anywhere here
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