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A poem about a dark period in my life. |
| I’m not shattered, I’m not broken; Have my tears deceived you? I accept my irrational fears, They have supported me Throughout my childhood years. You wouldn’t understand; You never had to. I’m not lost, I’m not broken, Has my path deceived you? I travel the grounds of severed souls For I revel in finding a place unknown. You wouldn’t understand; You never had to. I’m not torn, I’m not broken; Has my anger deceived you? I resist in all you do Because I know what you have done, I refuse to hold back my aggression Because I hate that you have won. You wouldn’t understand; You never had to. Can you see my broken insides, However, sewn tight together With you’re needle and apathetic lies? I pray you die inside at last; Mirror me and my past Then maybe you’ll understand What you never had to. |