Life is full of troubles
Life is never fair
But it seems as though I'm getting
More than my fair share
Some people live unhurried lives
Each day is feather light
For me each day is a heavyweight
I suffocate at night
I envy those whose lives are full
Of happiness and bliss
Whilst I am moping after
All the things that I do miss
I guess one day I'll understand
How to feel hope instead of dread
I just wish the realisation comes
Before I'm dying; dead.
All rights reserved. Nom 21st July 2012.
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