by Hannah Nov 15, 2005
category :
Life, society /
meaning of life
I remember when I was happy when all the bad days turn happy. Friends were there all ways smiling I knew how it was to feel loved but the feeling slipped away but the memory still remains I feel like I\'m throwing my life away. So am I still hating can\'t find one to believe in Hate runs through my vains for my father he denied me he deprived me a tear rolled down my cheek than another down the other I can\'t find a reason to love can\'t find hope for my father I can\'t take it the feeling wont go away I want to be reminded of what it feels like to be loved. |