smiles

she smiles and laughs a little,

And writes down her favorite songs,

Like nothing is wrong,

But when she gets home,

Is when she becomes alone,

She locks herself in her room,

Encouraging her doom,

She then visits the darkest place on earth, that she knows,

Her MIND.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

sadlysoulz

Please share and raise awareness!!!

St. Nathan

Inspiring

sadlysoulz

thank you :)

 

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