Starting or Finishing

by Monica AKA Mika   Sep 3, 2008


No job, no car-only trouble to get into,
Couldn't decide what to do right outta high school.
Living at home with mom, but out every noon and night,
Drinking away her future because she seems to have lost sight.
She knows this isn't who she is, but what does she want to be?
Now that her dreams seem to be out of reach...
Always being lazy and looking like she put on a few pounds,
Looks like she was in a boxing ring and she lost a couple rounds.
No one has seen her smile lately- now all she does is yell and cry,
Talks to everyone like they're nothing,but no one quite knows why.
And as she stares at the full bottle of pills- thats when she starts envisioning,
And as she pours them down the drain she cant tell if she's starting or finishing...

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