Dead
I feel like I'm dead sometimes Just an empty soul roaming around Writing poor rhymes and not even making a sound A body without life constantly pulled down Wants to hopelessly survive It can easily drown When did I become this? What did I really miss? Where did I make a mistake? Why did I become fake? I just need answers It's all that matters It can't be like this for decades I hope someone relates
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