Here's a poem of the crap that happens:
You find a path you think is true
Though when you
Try to break away
You can never say
What happens everday
In the secret life you lead
In private and behind the scene
Everything to you is lie
As try to live a life
That can never break away
From the truth and the pain
Of what happens everday
Life can be crap
Life can be great
But when you see that it can't lat
You know it's time to hide again
When you hide
Away from all
In an attempt to soften your fall
That's when you know
No one seems to care about you
Until you find
That special person
Who Keeps you sane.
The end
Okay but I want to know where that specil person is for me. Why the hell is life so trying, I swear that the world is agaist me but Ill keep going for the sake of myself. No one will break my heart again.
 Starshine2456 · Thu Mar 11, 2010 @ 11:03pm · 0 Comments |
