My life

My life is just a game,
That god is playing.
everyday is just the same,
I would rather be crying,
As I see you and Tavo,
Kissing,
holding hands,
loving each other,
is what I'll never have.
I'll never be ment for her so why try?
As the day passes,
I fail all of my classes.
Just thinking of Joyce...
leaving a gap in my heart that can not ever be filled,
Thats why I'd rather be killed.
I'm looking at all the 8th grade posters all upon,
is a sign that she'll be gone.
Making tears drop from my face.
making my life just not safe.
I want her so much,I want her so bad,
Frustration brings madness into my heart.
I just sit there with a groan,swelling to a moan.
I hugging myself and, whimpering,
Rocking back and forth on my heels,
No one has ever known such sadness,
No one can grasp How I feel,
After this love I'll never love again,
I'll never sit outside watching the stars in the sky,
I'll never think of Joyce again..............

Life has no more meaning to me
than a life without meaning.