19. Make or Break.
19. Make or Break.

Innocence, always a privilege,
Gone are those days,
Never will I find that one page,
Take me, just take me away,

Friendship is but an illusion,
Personal insults is the latest craze,
If only they’d lose that delusion,
I wish to go back to my early days,

Can’t stand the pressure no more,
Hold it in I’m barely able to,
Myself, unable to settle the score,
Together perhaps? But with who?

Why should I be dependent though?
Should I even consider anyone?
You of all people should know,
Hold it in cause I’m coming undone,

Me, the person who refuses to break,
Now, do or die. Make or break.



Author's Note: i feel like crap. feel like crap. another acrostic.

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Flow,
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Shattered; my dreams.

- Kai Teoh, Seasons of September