I feel the gentle breeze
and begin 2 wheeze
but not 4 sick but for fear
i begin 2 grasp my broken tear
and i look down
2 c the ground
i look and move 2 the side
and i realize Ive lost all my pride,
my pride in living, my pride in breathing,and my pride in crying,
and i also notice Ive stopped trying, stopped trying 2 live,stopped trying 2 breathe,and stopped trying 2 cry. then i realize Ive started 2 lie,lie about wanting 2 live,lied about wanting 2 breathe,and lied about crying when i think of all this.
so now want 2 no my #1 wish,was it 2 b down or above or just 2 b loved?
but soon my anger am-urges and i try 2 lift up all my courages
then finally i realize my is a dump so 4 the last good-bye i JUMP!
i no its like the 1 from
):~*unloved*~:( and it is i cahnged it alittle more then b4 and it is my poem i just forgot my password 2 my other 1 and i cant find uot wat is isk so there will b poems just like the 1s on that 1
