Getting No Where Fast
I try so hard to publish a book
and no one wants to even take a look
I started writing when I was eight
sometimes I wonder if it was a mistake
I love to write and I can not stop now
I just wish someone would come help me out
As I start to up the stairs
I think wow I am finally getting there
Then the cost of how much it is
hits me like a ton of bricks
I can not afford to pay a lot
because my family is all I got
I wish I had the money to publish my book
but without money no one cares to take a look
Copyright © Timica Mcintire | Year Posted 2009
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