What am I but a sinner
On a pediestal of lies
A queen of false relationships
Of hatred and dispise

What am I but a soulless
A black hole of empty years
I am just a shell these days
A shell with all her fears

I am but a dropp of water
In an ocean of regret
Nothing in particular
Still I must say I bet

If you look inside yourself
Somewhere you will see
There's a reason to why I am this way
This is what you made of me

Old Teenage Poems

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