My Life

April 30, 2009
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I’m walking around with my head held high,
Feelings kept deep, only showing when upset,
Scared of what lays next, of the day I’ll die,
Looked upon as a failure, I’ve earned this debt.
These choices I’ve made haven’t been the best ,
Not yet learned my limits, when do I stop?
Do I get a second chance like the rest ?
Ruining my life might as well have been shot .
Not needing your help sp leave me alone ,
Don’t really understand of why u care ,
The problems with me, not caused by my home ,
I feel so trapped, not much more I can bare.
Feeling choked up as if held by a knife,
But let me ride this out, this is my life !

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MisunderstoodBeauty said...
May 9, 2009 at 4:46 am
this poem really speaks to you
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