Die
When death comes
It's just another journey
A path we all must take
Some choose to take it early
Some choose to take it late
What if I told you that I choose now?
Would there be tears?
Would there be sorrow?
In my mind no
I'm not special
I'm not relevant
I'm not the one everyone smiles to
I'm the girl that stays locked away
I'm the girl with invisible scars
I'm the girl in love with the boys who saved her life
He doesn't know she exists
He doesn't know her name
He never thinks twice upon her greetings
He sees a fan with a too big heart
He sees a fan that needs to get some friends
but what doesn't see is everything she hides
She hides her pain behind a smile
She hides her tears behind mascara
If he knew she wanted to die
What would he do?
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I have been through situations in my life that some would say make me stronger. They made me wise, they made me cry, the took away all my hope. But I'm still living. Poetry is my way to express myself. Besides music, it's all I have. I'm here because I found a place where I can be recognized for my poems and not my experiences. When I won't be judged because of what happened to me. Other than that you'd be surprised at how happy I seem. I'm outgoing I'm hyper I'm not allowed to have sugar because I'm so hyper I'm caring I'm helpful I care for others more than myself I have high expectations and dreams Music is my life This is me and if you can't except it than leave.
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