Tell me its not too late
to try to fix this mess
to put myself back together
escape from this distress
is it too late to say im sorry
for being how i've been
its just eveything gets hopeless
and its starts to wear quite thin
I know i need to stand back up
but i struggle trying alone
tell me your there to guide me
help me through all the unknown
stop listening to those voices
start making the right choices
i know its going to take time
but im hoping its worth the climb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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