Life Is Cruel
Life is Cruel
WLM
April 6, 2011
Always things to face
Will we ever finish the race
Is it meant for me
Or will it ever be
The continuing strife
Always screwing up my life
It seems that I try and try again
But I never know where to begin
The problems that I face
Daily they put me in my place
I thought of my friends
Will they be there at the end
I wish for their support
Or will I be treated like a dork
I really need them as such
If they really knew how much
Not saying that I was wrong
With or without them I will be strong
Copyright © William Moore | Year Posted 2011
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