this is a little poem i wrote when i was 16 (roughly) and i just found it, and i thought it was pretty cool i knew that i was a overwhelmed, and really stressed. i was a pretty deep little sucker.

if you know a way out,
im interested,
what im about?
i lack drive.
today a day,
tomorrow,forever
a trek,
through the depths,
of my will,and self worth,
admitting defeat,
possibly,
hasty retreat,
not likely,
giants oppress me
theyll slip, and will fall
i'll mock them
i'll laugh through it all
myself,
a giant,
the giants,
just rubble,

the further i run, the further i can run.