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Messed Up

The End

By Abigael FranciscaPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Smoke in my lungs

You might think I'm young

But it's what's keepin' me sane

from all these thoughts in my brain

I think I'm going crazy

Everything's getting kinda hazy,

Don't judge me

Can't you see?

I know I fucked up,

I know I messed up,

My life's a disaster

It keeps goin' faster

I need it to slow down

All the way around

But at least I got this smoke

Not as a joke

I know what I did wrong

But don't call me out for long

Cuz I know your life isn't so great either

Who knows you might be tired,

Just like me,

Maybe someday this world will set us free.

sad poetry
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