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Click hereThe echo of my life
Empty of everything
Everything except memories
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
My mind grabs out
Everything's hidden from me
I can't help but break down
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
The screaming's silent
Nothing can be heard
I want out of it
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
The tears flow down
Nothing can make me stop
I just want to be normal
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
I'm always the freak
Nothing I do is right
I can never fit in were i want to
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
Nothing I can do to change
If I can't fit in
I shouldn't be there
Nothing's left for me
Everything's taken away
I can't hold on
Everything out of reach
I'm me
Nothing can change that
I'm me and thats all that matter's....
all that matter's to me....
Sounds like a never ending annoying whining, more appropriate to a 6 year old than to an adult.
Sounds like a never ending annoying whining, more appropriate to a 6 year old than to an adult.
This poem lacks description. True, you make a lot of statements. But they fall flat as a poem. Show us something-- make us feel something-- describe something.
Otherwise, what you've got is just a list of statements.
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