Free
I
Just
Wanna be free
From you
From us
Turn memories into dust
Proof
Be gone
No more wrongs
But yet never get it right
Hold on tight
To this journey called life
Roller coaster ride
Hold on for dear life
Is it worth a fight
Distractions
Losing sight
Barely sleeping
Means no more dreaming
Everyone is the same
Who's there to inspire
Barbie dolls
All females admire to be
I don't
Where does that leave me
But yet rather look like you than me
I love myself but then again I could use some company
Not literally
Physically
Not sexually
But in appearance
You don't get it
Difficult
My mind is a maze
Overwhelming
Wish I could sleep for days
Back to back
Will I ever make it
Keep going till you fake it
It's perfect
I'll break it
Your perfect for me
We could never be
Keep going till you fake it
Will I ever make it
Will I be okay
Will I ever trust a word you say
Will
I
Believe in myself
Be happy with meaningful things and stop stressing over wealth
Risking my health
Will I
About the Creator
Killa K
bomb ass poems from a bomb ass bitch
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