Every morning i wake up is like a stale cup of coffee that’s been sitting out for 3 days no one touching it 

Boredom constantly in my head while the thoughts of insanity still linger but not as much as it does on school day’s

Everyday im walking in circles trapped in a cage i cant leave from 

Constantly thinking of trying to find a way out 

So tired of expression and tired of feeling the same i’m in such a state of broken mindedness that i don’t care who i’ll be or where i’ll find my place in life -gardenlovepoet

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