Life.

by Danielle   Jan 4, 2006


What did i do in order to deserve this pain..i swear my life is a never ending game..people stabbing one another..people are going insane..i swear this life is in a picture frame..it stays still in the glass not moving forward or back..cause once you take a step its like a train on tracks..always on the move..stopping at stations..but its different for me..i have no patience..i cant stop everything for one person..if you want to talk..speak your mind..start acting serious..not stupid and immature..then in the end it wont be like this anymore..you will see happy faces..not slit wrists..and for most people death wont be there final wish..

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