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All these poems
Read the same way...
They shelter the same lines.
Will I ever have anything different to say?
Always aggravated;
Constantly confused;
Relentlessly rambling
Of how I feel used.
There are two personalities
Fighting to own my life.
One leaves me with happiness in answers;
The other makes me crazy with strife.
Where is the happy medium?
This isn’t a healthy place to me...
My own darkness is hurting my heart,
And trying to consume what’s left of me.
I feel so wrong in the head...
Fabricating how other people feel...
Where is the sensibility now
To determine what's fake or real?
Nice one. I always like poems that concern poetry for some reason. I certainly agree with the first stanza, because much poetry runs the same these days. It's much better to write about unique subjects...
i love this poem...it's so eye opening