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My Life Is S"*!
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personal poems Why is my life so rough;
I get everything piled on me and to go through it is extremly tough.
My mom asked if I have laundry to wash today and said no;
I was served an insulting and emotional blow.
I was honest and truthfull and yet i get crapped on;
I bet she wouldn't miss me if I were gone.
She asked a rediculious question and it was if I thought if is smelled;
I thought that was odd and said no because a shower is what I was compelled.
I try so hard to please her but yet it isn't even close to be good for her life.
Sometimes I feel I can't be myself and I would stab my chest with a knife.
