Poems from heidip1596
why do I write??
Who do I want to hear me?
Who am I crying out in anguish to?
My parents.....
for nearly 18 years I've tried to be heard...
My true self is hurt
It's constantly under a lock and key because...
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I know that if I let her out people will look at me...
The world is an open book
each country another page-
as I hide in my cozy nook
I cannot control my rage
for I am locked up in a room with...