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I want to . . .

. . .
live,
laugh,
learn,
smile,
cry,
sing,
dance,
write,
listen,
be,
die.

I want to exist.
I want to be noticed.
I want to live without

hurting,
crying,
fighting,
dying inside,
cutting,
feeling like shit.

I want to be myself without being

picked at,
laughed at,
yelled at,
ignored,
pushed away,
hated.

I want to know who I really am
without feeling like it is

wrong.

I'm sick of

trying, only to fail,
fighting battles already lost,
feeling left out,
doing what everyone else expects of me.

Finally, I'm sick of breathing.

And I'm tired,
so very tired of life.
I'm tired of being

this half-hearted, ruptured being
that everyone feels the need
to drag around.

I'm tired, just tired.
And I'm ready to quit.
I'm ready to

stop being an embarrassment,
stop being ashamed,
stop living.

I just want to leave.

what do you think?

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Reviews


  • Ayreon
    June 18

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    "I want to know who I really am without feeling like it is wrong." I like that. I can relate to this. It has that pre-teen sentiment I think most of us have felt before.


  • ianadell
    June 22

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    that just hits me hard...

    i relate to this so much its bringing me to tears right now... unfortunently i can say been there done thats and even more. i think this is beautiful, strait to the point and im pretty sure everyone has felt like that at one point.


  • leanne.m
    July 12

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    i feel like its quite literal, and it may just be my preference but i prefer poems when you have to work out what is going on through metaphors and such like. it is a feeling that we can all relate to, but with this in mind, something not out of the ordinary im afraid xx