A Daily Life
Looking around she wonders what the point is to it all
Everyone walks out
No one seems to care, so why should she
Life is too complicated
Too much to deal with on a daily basis
It could all be over with one swift motion
Yet she keeps going
Hoping everyday that somehow it will all get better
But everyday continues to be the same
Like life is on repeat
Copyright © Alysa Shupe | Year Posted 2010
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