Thursday, 6 June 2013

Wishes (poem)

These scars really run deep
to the essence of my soul
from childhood I've been taught
to stay in my role

That bullies are stronger
and I'm out of control
I wanted to be special
noticed and tall

But then came depression
and I hated them all
grew stronger and safer
before I started to fall

Obsessed with labels
so they'd know who to call
It turned to a chaos
I couldn't control

I'm forced into alienation
and I regret it all
but once wishes are made
they're made once and for all

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