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So Much Pain

So much that I can take,
And my heart is filled with pain,
Yall don't know what I go through,
Being the oldest makes me turn blue,
When I go to school it's like I'm swimming,
On my tears in a pool,
leaving the house with confusion and sorrow,
And coming from school with hatred,
More confusion, and plenty of stress,
But I told myself this can't go on,
Cause  I'm so through,
Through from Pain and More.

Copyright © Vernard Mays | Year Posted 2009

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Anne Rutherford Date: 4/22/2011 2:38:00 PM Be the oldest boy or girl in a family is one of the hardest things to be.It gets better with age though. Good poem, tells a part of life. Anne Login to Reply

Date: 6/6/2009 6:24:00 PM People all go throught their challenges so I think most will relate to your words. Thankfully, the tough times pass and hopefully we learn from them. Keep on writing. Karen Login to Reply

Ronald Bingham Date: 3/19/2009 10:14:00 AM It is hard but one day you will see it was all worth it, for your siblings will hold you up with the same respect they give their parents. Just ask the Lord to guide your way so you can set good examples, Blessings, Ron Login to Reply

Diane Christian Date: 3/19/2009 7:00:00 AM being the oldest is hard, every one expects them to carry the younger ones but thats not the way, I was the youngest and had just as much pain you write I know its not much help me saying that but it is true, some of my family were so cruel to me at times just because i was the youngest they treated me like the weakest, which I probably was but no excuse for any one to treat anyone this way wether we younger or older qall should be treated the same. God bless you from diane Login to Reply

Vernard Mays Date: 3/19/2009 6:54:00 AM This is so true about me. Login to Reply