my life
Is formed in one word and that word
Is.....
Horrible
And when I die I'll be happy
But for now im stuck in this life
But why
Why me
How come no one ever really loves me
And when they do it is not for long
So when, when will it all stop the
crying
pain
hurting
and it is always
the drama
when will it finally end
maybe soon maybe sooner than I thought
and think
But when it does end I'll be thankful and I'll be free
YOU ARE READING
Poems\Songs
Poetryhere is a random thing read or don't i really don't care some events about the songs I may write but it might be just be poetry anyway like I was saying some events of the lines are real life true events sometime you need to write and let everything...
