How do I?

by megan   Feb 9, 2005


Life is confusing,
Life is a mess.
Always pressuring,
Always failing this test.
Something is missing,
Somethings not right.
What am I waiting for?
Where is my fight?
Where is the drive I once had?
Where is my might?
What does my life need?
When will I find more?
When will I stop having to ask these questions?
When will I find that door?

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