Im Sick

by Damaged Goods oX   Jan 14, 2006


I'm sick if this f u c k i n g world,
my life it has no meaning.
I'm sick of this f u c k i n g place,
where all I'm doing is dreaming.

I'm sick of these f u c k i n g lies,
When that is all I hear.
I'm sick of a f u c k i n g broken heart,
Why shed another tear.

I'm sick of the ones I love,
spit at me as I walk by.
I'm sick because he loves my f u c k i n g friend,
I'm sick and that is why.

I'm sick because I think I hate him,
I cant seem to not care.
I'm sick because I know I love him,
I\'m beginning to pull out my hair.

I'm sick because I believed,
that I could make it through.
I'm sick because I loved,
Someone as f u c k i n g stupid as you.

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  • 18 years ago

    by spiffy

    Good poem. it seems like your pretty pist off. if you are i know how it feels about that of what you wrote.

  • 18 years ago

    by OhhBabyyGiirl

    Wow! your good! ^^

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