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Lost Boy...

December 28, 2018
By Anonymous

eople see me smile every day,

The think it never fades,

But my life is not a fantasy,

It is more like a horror movie,

I come home to see broken family,

As I smell the whiskey off dad’s breath,

 I hear mom crying in the back,

There is no such thing as a fantasy,

There is only reality,

Truly on the inside I am broken and I am a mess,

I am more like the lost boy from neverland....


The author's comments:

DO NOT every feel lost like I once was...


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