All my life,
It seems like I've been living inside a box.
Where there are no such things as hopes and dreams...
Hardly any room to breathe.
I try to make it work,
So I can try and thrive.
But some how my efforts seem to be no use.
No matter what I do...
What do you think?
Comments
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Lovely ;)
It's a beautiful write,
Never give up on yourself because eventually all the bad things that happen begin to bubble and spill out and all your left with are the good things in life. Before good comes evil type of thing.
Well written

