My Life
my life is like a battle ship you dont do any thing to any one but people still hits it
with painfull shots but stil this ship stand I get hurt by people all the time
emotional and Iam still standin how do I live thinkin everyday how I want to leave
how do I talk to my friends wen I am thinkin how messed up my life is how do I
live wen I feel bad every day how do you get happy wen it allways turns bad why
cant I have a good life why cant I be happy every day I ask myself why ,why dont I
hav a life I need a life
Copyright © Dayshia Phipps | Year Posted 2007
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