A Pitiful Complaint

by thehangman   Oct 11, 2008


I hear what people have to say
I read what they cannot
I feel ashamed
That I ever thought
I was unfortunate

My problems are next to nothing
My pains are like dark chocolate
What I sometimes called suffering
Is a pitiful complaint

That I dared to believe
That my life was not worth living
How did I ever conceive?
When those with worse still stand?

How can I redeem?
This mind that once thought
That despite all it had
That it was caught?

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  • 15 years ago

    by Christopher Wry

    Well done and sso true

  • 16 years ago

    by Ignoris

    Nice job! I think we all think that at some point...good comparison to 'dark chocolate'.

    Not sure I understood the last bit though, like what you're trying to say:
    "That despite all it had
    That it was caught?" ?

    Eleni

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