Self-Pity
Everyday, something goes wrong
In everyway, the days too long
We wish and hope it all to end
Each day we feel like we pretend
We wallow in self-pity and shame
Each and all of us do it the same
We feel that our day's been the worst
That all our life we have been cursed
We crave for help but when it's here
We push it away and hurt those dear
Help yourself or the feeling will stay
You'll continue to wallow in it everyday
Copyright © Not Telling | Year Posted 2010
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