A grey way of life

by hidden under lies   Mar 17, 2005


Depressed and feeling it.
i don't want to see you anymore, but when i do see you,i see a Grey way of life. nothing is happy anymore to me, life is torture why am i being punished for something i didn't even ask for?
i stand here and wonder...is it me who always screws up? i hate the man that stands to close. i hate him. and now its my Grey way of life.

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  • 19 years ago

    by tragic

    others may not consider this a poem but to me it is with the emotion and expression it gives out.