Death Wish
Used and betrayed,
Alone an unloved.
This is how I see myself.
Everyday I struggle,
To make it further and further in this life.
I don't know how much longer I will make it.
This is how I feel,
Each and everyday,
Living a lie,
People see happiness in me,
When really this is all just a show,
I hate every little thing about me.
I really just cant wait till the day,
The day I finally die,
And all this pain is gone.
Copyright © Miranda Matthews | Year Posted 2011
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