70: Memories

I Look Back On These Poems
And Remember All The Bad Days I Had
It Makes Me Want To Just Give Up On Life
I Have Already Given Up On Everything Else
And It Makes Me Feel Worse Every Time
And It Makes Me Want To Cry But I Hold It Back
Some Day I Will Have A Break Down
And I Could Not Say What Shall Happen After That
All The Memories I Have
It’s Only About Bad Things Happening To Me
Why Cant I Just Be Happy…
For Once In This Retched Life Of Mine…