This Game Call Life
Every morning
I wake up
dreading
of the day to come
I get tired
so easily
of doing things
that I can never accomplish
everyday
is never my day
can’t say
I am always happy
I always try to be
the perfect girl
but I’m tired of playing this game
call life.
Life is so hard to
get through
life is so hard to
live
life is so hard
to pull through
its so hard
to play this game
this game
life.
I stay up
praying
to get through this life.
Don’t matter
where I’m going
I’ve already given up.
I can’t win this game
this game call life
Copyright © Daphnaella Joseph | Year Posted 2006
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