If heaven was not fare,
Id consider running there,
Left alone in happiness,
For myself, I am to care.
But always being put last,
Has resorted in such pain,
That I do not wish to die yet,
For others, I feel the strain.
I have to always be strong,
For all of those around me,
Inside I am hurting.
But being happy, is what they see.
I will not fall to those,
Who think they know me best,
Ill be stubborn and carry on,
When its needed, ill take the rest.
Because in more ways than one,
What Ive been through is a blessing,
Ive learned from an early age,
What life throws me is a lesson.
But when I sit and think,
And look what Ive been through,
I wonder how I coped,
When to me, life was brand new.
And after everything thats happened,
I sight and think and sigh,
In a way I'm glad I'm here,
I wont give in and say goodbye.
i hope you all understand this poem,its a read between the lines poem,with much depth and thought put into it,i hope you like it,take care,all my luv always Michelle x
