My Life

by Heatha Ashlee   Mar 28, 2005


I trip
I stumble
I fall

I get up
Brush it off
And forget it all

I cry
I prey
I hope

I stop it
Whipe the tears
And I cope

I laugh
I joke
Mistakes I make

But being happy
Is something
I can no longer fake

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  • 19 years ago

    by Timothy

    I'm impressed with the simplicity....I would have figured there was more on your mind concerning this issue Heatha, and by the way, I don't know how you did it but yes you were right you found it. Solidly written poem, regardless of its length, I enjoyed reading it and relating.....in my own way though.