ME

by Letty   Nov 7, 2005


I don't want to die, but still I wish I
were dead . I hate to cry, but still it's
tears I shed .

I try to keep my faith, but yet faith keeps
giving me hope and snatching it away .

I try to look on the bright side, but my
bright side seems to be always gloomy .

I try to give out love to receive love, but
I still only get when I dream .

I count my blessings each and everyday,
because I believe it's my own fault my life
turned out this way .

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  • 18 years ago

    by Pure Silence

    Very moving:) keep it up and dont left go, thankyou for the comment it meant alot to me:) best of luck

    Pure