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better left for dead
here i am again
sitting here everythings lost
the only shred of life i have
is so far away the tears seem to never go away
but always seem to lose there meaning
the more people hate me the more i wish i was dead
trying to be enough
yet it always falls short
im trying to be somebody im not and i cant take that any more
all the days pass me by
pointless and lost be my days
everything is falling a part
there is no happy ending
this child has been lost since the start
running from the truth
that has been sitting infront of him all along
nothing is left to be said
his time is up
better to be left for dead
sitting there again
these tears to many
but there is nothing left for him
there is just hate for humanity
hate for all things
his only wish is that he be taken from the world
locked away from everything and everyone
there is only one cage that can keep him in
and the more he thinks about it the more he sees
how much it was ment for the
all the days pass me by
pointless and lost be my days
everything is falling a part
there is no happy ending
this child has been lost since the start
running from the truth
that has been sitting infront of him all along
nothing is left to be said
his time is up
better to be left for dead
there is no hope
this child will never have a life
he is just there for everyons entertainment
a monkey in heels
who lives life on the edge
but it doesnt matter because hes trying
even though its not good enough
happy endings are for fairy tails
not for life
loseing hope in the world
and theres nothing to change that
the more i see the more i seem to hate
there is no way to exscape life
only through death will my soul live in peace
far away from all the living
im dead inside
im dead inside
all the days pass me by
pointless and lost be my days
everything is falling a part
there is no happy ending
this child has been lost since the start
running from the truth
that has been sitting infront of him all along
nothing is left to be said
his time is up
better to be left for dead
How can you live when the best part of you dies?Sometimes, our feelings can almost seem to take on a life of their own.
-An Old Friend
amazing!!plain and simply amazing. i loved it. but you know you can always come to me. but i have to know somethings wrong in order to help. so just tell me. and i'll be there.
phil...phil...phil...great poem loved the way it spoke from well...your heart lol keep it up and i'm REALLY tired of i could keep typing but amy wants me to check out her's too so maybe i'll come back tommorow and finish what i have to say :P
-LauraT