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Untitled Poem. She sits on her bedroom floor Dumbfounded by the amount of tears she gave off Hands Tight around her knees Rockin' back and forth Repeating I Cant Catch A Break Driven By Deep sorrow,broken by Emotional pain That Knife in the kitchen that caught her eye earlier Looked Almost Beautiful To Her Now Down the steps she's wondering what next Torn Between Dreadful Thoughts It Came To Past The knife in her Hand She Lifts It Up To See Her Face in it. Tempted She was to take these Mangled Breaths Away But She put the knife down-Rubbed it between her palms And Threw herself across the ground Right in the Kitchen Hands tight around her Knees Rockin' Back and Forth,Repeating I Cant Catch A Break She Cant get a grasp on Why hurt is followed by Her Name Waiting for Happiness but happiness has no calim. At Least On Her,She's Her Own Reason To Blame Chasing And running after things that been dropped out the Race Getting played by the game,when she should be Playing it. Punched,Kicked,Beaten in the heart,unable to catch a break Might be asking yourself what break is she talking about. The Break to wake up and smile at the world,and stop havin the world smile at Her.The Chance For People to Be jealous of her Happiness.