Wack - Poem by David Sabo
I tried to cry, but I couldn't feel it,
I tried to lie, but I couldnt fake it,
I tried to fight, but I couldnt make it,
I tried to die.
Breaking down mentally
Breaking me physically
Sickest of memories
Breaking me instanly
That feeling like I dont belong
That feeling when you know, your always right.
Im laughing at a half a cup,
it aint empty and it aint full.
I had enough.
I cant tell if its really real,
drink it all, tell me how you feel.
How do you feel?
For real? .
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