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by Bonnie Fowler   Mar 14, 2005


My life is sad
My parents gone mad
I have nobody to turn to
I have nobody to talk to
I want help
or its more like a need
I need a good life
so I can succeed
No one cares
But they all stare
I wonder if they hear at night
When I am in dreadful fright
I cant live like this anymore
Hiding behind this beaten down door
I wanna die
But every time I try
I sit and wait
But I never fade away
I have to wait and go into a new day
I guess god wants me to stay
and not go away
maybe in 20 years or so but not now
but why?
I want to go
hes the only thing thats holding me back
But in everything I do I lack

****I hope that you understand it. It need more work. But I am trying . Please don't be nasty and leave rude nasty comments.

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