Broken Soul
Many say i'm faking it
But would a faker hate the life that was given to them
Would i cut if i were happy as sunshine
Why won't you believe me
I have a sadness of a broken soul
I dont see color
I see darkness
I want to see the light
But how would i see it
Without your trust
And help.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
Our world
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