My Story

It started in high school 

All alone 

Looking for someone or something to make me at home 

I didn't know what was so wrong

Who I was trading in my tears for 

But I was in pain 

Blindly looking for a door 

They told me to look up 

And smile more 

But how could I 

When I was facing the floor 

Stuck in forever 

Looking down 

Was screaming, "Help!Help!Help!" 

But no one came 

Until it was too late 

I was never found 

My soul never rested

My thoughts never stopped

My eyes never opened

The time finally came  

And I had to move on 

This is my story. 

It's quite a long, long one. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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