Life
People don't get me, People don't understand me.
I wanna be somebody else, but sometimes i like being myself.
I don't know why i matter, I don't know why i care, But at the same time, its almost hard to bare.
Sometimes i want to end it, Thinking it would fix it.
Depressed in this big black hole that i feel i can not excape, Sometimes its hard for me to take.
But in the end i know it just don't matter, We're all humans on lifes lil platter.
| On December 16th 2007 Wyldemiller Said : | |
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to be understood life's biggest mystery, very nice job :) |
| On August 22nd 2007 Ericnessxo Said : | |
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Deep and inspiring. Nice Job♥ |
| On December 5th 2006 ashbyd Said : | |
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I love your poem! It is very easy to relate too. Should write more! It would be interesting to see some of the things that you could come up with |


