Do you ever feel this way? I wrote this from an odd perspective: It's not written in my voice, the poem's main speaker is supposed to be talking to me. This is a rough draft. *shrug
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Over spring break, the school conducted safety inspections on all the student rooms, to leave us notes about things to change and confiscate illegal appliances
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I'm so tired of being here Suppressed by all my childish fears And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave 'Cause your presence still lingers here And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase