My World

by Leanne   Apr 20, 2005


Sometimes I feel trapped in a sea of people,
Trying hard to breathe.
In a world so hard to live in,
Fighting for the open seas.
Empty and blue,
Clear skies above,
Swallowing all my troubles.
I long for the day when I shall drown,
Finally becoming free.

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