Is it wrong that I hide,

My true feelings and thoughts inside?


I've never been one to tell my life

or the stories that are behind...

the person that I am today


I'm quite reserved don't ya think?

I'm protected by the chain links

Even if i am on the brink

of exploding at the blink...

 of an eye


But will I explode or implode?

Will I leave my insides on the road?

And leave my family with the load

of a dead girl whose funeral was worth more than her life; a girl who did nothing but strive

to end her life, at the blink of an eye


This poem is about: 
Our world


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