Life doesn't always turn out the way you want
no white picket fence, no handsome prince
there seems more lows then there are highs
you wonder if its all worthwhile
The courage to face another day is hard to find sometimes
that smiling face to hide behind is starting to show the pain
but no one does notice, least no one you know
you suffer in silence with no one to hear your screams
the constant warning signs that your not happy here
you try to reach out but it falls on deaf ears
you try each day to hold back the tears
Some days are good, but most are bad
with no one to talk to it sends you mad
your inner most thoughts and expressions are bound
the key to your heart is yet to be found
Their love gets further and further away
people start to care less and less each day
You try your best yet it seems to be your worst
nothing is ever good enough, not unless you come first
lifes mountains are big and steep to climb
Is life really worth it... Not all of the time.
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
Life
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