Fustrations...

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Fustrations...

No where to go...
No where to hide...
My security walls r crashing down.
I am overwhelmed w so much preassure, So much non sense.
At the same time so much knowledge.
I quickly lost myself in this cruel world to find out that i was never lost jst alone.
Dont knw who to trust? What to do? Who to go to?
I jst wanna scape...
I want to run away but there's no where to go n now i knw i cant even run.
So many things lay inside n no one can truelly understand.
I jst dont knw no more.
It kills me how it feels inside n the worse part is that i've already faced it n alone i stand.
How to make it go away, its whatever...
I shall survive cuz i have more to me than jst Me.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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