Chijos Poems: Thoughts

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It keeps coming, I’m no longer weak, I’m dumb
I really want to say it out, but I can’t.

Why do I feel so cold and lonely?
This pain and thoughts are killing me slowly,
I really want to be happy but I’m scared.

Maybe I was born to be sad or 
Happiness is not meant for my kind?
It’s time I find comfort in my pain.

I have tried mixing and living with others
But it doesn’t always workout, 
Maybe I was born to be alone.

My heart is heavy and 
My pillow wet with tears.

Maybe I was born to live this way, 
I have to embrace it.

Written by Anthony Okolie

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