life

sometimes i sit in the room wondering why me

why me dealing with such hurt and pain

why me the only one facing the rain

i wish that life will get easy 

when i try to tell people my hurt ,they wont believe me

i sometimes wish others hurt like me 

i wish they could see what i see

ik they dont hurt like me 

the word life .. its not fair

i wish that i was half way there

i try to walk with a smile on my face 

but the more i continue the race

my strenth is put in another place 

a place like no other 

i feel like my heart is shuttered 

i feel like i have no lover 

but i geuss i wont give up yet 

ill just finish out strong and do my best 

i will try to fit in like the rest 

or will i?

hmm life is a test

i guess ill just have to wait

see what God has instored 

try an let go of this weight 

an wait at his door

This poem is about: 
Me

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