i dont want the world to see me this way,
broken,
damaged,
because outside,
i'm normal,
i'm someone,
but here,
in this place,
im tears and screams,
wating,
just wating for somone to rescue me.
and when im not comming to the door, im trying to tell you what for.
is something i wrote.pain and misery is a great motivation,and that is where the greatness about it stops.there is no room for interpatation here,so protrayl of emotions u done well.but with that pain,u could not have done this creativity is not really apparant.written purley for you,not us so cool rescue u any one would want to.keep crying for it
well i have to say taht it isn't good, but it isn't bad... wel lit is kinda bad, but i am not going to bash you because this sounds liek more of an outline than anything. so why don't you add on to this and it should be a great poem THNX
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