Problems
I’ve got nowhere to reside
Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide
I’ve got no future no plans
My fate’s not even in my hands
Dad’s gone, Mom’s distressed,
Brother’s inept, Sister repressed
Left the ones I call friends
Got no-one here just more dead ends
She was my goddess, my vitality
But she left me and my ideality
I’m too meticulous about my health
So I don’t have fun like everyone else
My one dream is to be the best
I just can’t afford any less
I’m too proud to seek others’ shelter
My life will always be helter skelter
The biggest one of all
I can’t pick my self up again if I fall
No-one on my side
Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide
Copyright © Chris Guaglianone | Year Posted 2011
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