Make it Write Forward and Behind by Candice Keeton, 15 I sit in this tunnel of light just thinking of what's in my sight. I breath just to fill the sadness in my life. Sometimes I am who I am, And sometimes I feel like "Sam" I look to what is forward, But really it is behind. Stop trying to hide these feeling inside. Stop trying to fight what you know is awful. But right. You know and I know that this madness has to stop. But will I ever look down from the top?

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