No one understands me
everything I say or do is twisted and confused
everything is pointless
My life is a ruin.
My life is a prison.
My life is full of disappointment.
No one likes me
they all pretend
they all are fake
My life is a ruin.
My life is a prison.
My life is an endless pit of disappointment.
I am sick
of this whole world
of the constant struggle to please others
My life is a ruin.
My life is a prison.
My life is overflowing with disappointment.
I can’t wait
to finally be free
to finally be alive
My life is a ruin.
My life is a prison.
My life is over.
By: Margret Hoover
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
teenage angst
Posted by Loco Lola at 5:35 AM
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