Misery In My Life
No one knows
No one knows,
or will ever
what is on my mind
or perhaps in my heart.
Some don't know that
I ,even, exist
or work hard,
some don't care
even though they're seeing me
from time to time,
and
they even gave me a smile.
Some even tells me in my bloody face
what the heal you think who you are?
Some of them stop and look at my face
then they walked a way,
some are nose and like to know
what kind of misery I am in,
so they can feel better about there own.
Some just walk by me,
like i don't eve exist on this world
so
what do you think
what kind of feelings
or thoughts i should have
if perhaps that matters
You tell me,
I would like to know
By Ivy Vresk realtor
Jack Gaughen Realty ERA
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