Learn more about other poetry terms
They come From the great sea Wanting everything Taking all We try to talk, Reason These beings So rough and alien
I don't think anyone understands how lonely and depressed I am. I don't try to hurt myself in any way. But I'm just so unhappy with life. And it hurts to get up every day, acting like everything is ok.
Still feeling alone.Everyday. Every night.I got myself, but I'm wanting more.Wanting something different.Another person in my life.
Social media is the worlds imagination. You can be anything you want. Doctor, nurse, rapper, singer, model...those are the most popular. All you need is a few followers.
How does one teach? Do you decide what is right? Can you truly say anything is false?