Trapped
Growing up sucks in this world
Having pressures to be perfect
You try to get away from it
Clear your mind and run away
But you still have that voice
The one in the back of your head
Telling you that you'll never be good enough
No matter where you go
It'll always be there
And trust me when I say
There's nothing worse
Than being trapped in your own mind
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Hey I'm Kelsey! I love being outdoors especially if it involves riding horse or fishing! When I'm not outside I'm usually listening to music, working on the farm, and occasionally writing poems. (:
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