Shakespeare Sonnet Poem

August 18, 2018

Deep down inside is pain

I have no clue

What exactly is there to gain?

Is there anything to do?

Sadnees builds up too

The tears keep falling down

Always frightened to yell boo

I always seem to have a frown

Always so lost

Never knowing where to go

No one understands the lost

Fear fills up all around

Why am I so bound?

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