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When Life Gives You Lemons

Poetry By: An Excuse To Speak Of You

Anger.... Thats all I've really have had this week, this has been the most shitty few days of my life... I hate it.
The name has nothing really much to do with the poem.
Also, I don't like cussing, I only do it when I'm very Mad..

Submitted:Mar 14, 2007    Reads: 200    Comments: 7    Likes: 0   

I scream at myself,

I wonder why?

I can't stand myself,

When all I wanna do is cry.

I just want to sleep,

Sleep the day away.

Because while you sleep,

You cannot feel pain.

This is confusing,

I hate to think.

I may as well sit back,

Take another drink.

It kills me.

To think.

It kills me.

This damn week.

It fucking sucks.

As time flys by.

It fucking sucks!

When all I can say is WHY?


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