Listen
I feel a huge need to express myself to anyone who is willing to listen.
There's Soo much of me bottled up, I'm spilling from the ceiling.
Right here, over here I exist I have feelings.
Listen to my story, i promise it'll be a good reading.
If u won't I'll continue to jot these thoughts down, I gotta get it out.
Peel back my layers and get to my core being.
I've been alone with my thoughts all my life, never fitted in.
These a reason for everything.
I will persist.
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