Dear World
To the World,
I've been thinking too much,
about the times we've had together.
The love, the hate, the inbetween
just hoping it won't last forever.
The thought makes me Terrified.
For I've worn my heart upon my sleeve
and had it torn to shreds
I've shown the world who I want to be
and your laugh rings through my head.
I don't want to grow and live
in this world made of violence,
but I'm not magic, I have nothing to give.
Not even in the slightest.
So tell me what you will say
When I tell you the "truth"
Cause I have learned there's no "true" way
You can't just say without proof.
- Mikahn
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