Short Of Nothing..

Im rlly not sure why i wrote this poem...its not that great but read n vote anyway thnx xox

The world stops,
Like my heart,
That\'s what happends when we start,
Start it all over again.

Screaming,
Crying,
Suffering,
Pleading,
It never ends.

We\'re so stubborn to this subject,
That we don\'t even feel any pain,
You\'re so confident that you\'ll win this one.

You will.
You always do.
I\'m weak.
You know that to.
That\'s why you start.