Broken

The first poem that I ever wrote.

They say you are free,

But they don't agree

I must be them,

They must be them.

They look at me,

Only devil in.

No Good no light.

I look at the mirror, 

What should I see?

Suffocated

Acting until I believed 

A death Hunting,

A future missing,

A joke living.

Is it her fault?

Can she run?

Only Death can be,

Be all she want.

Only she does not.

Loving life but can't live it.

A false hope of a lie

Killed all the good in her.......

Author's Note

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