The confusions of life

by Mark   Mar 4, 2006


I sit upon my chair,
I think the things, I can not bare.
It's more than hard for me,
But it's life, nothing can set me free.
I can not wait untill I'm by my own,
Because atleast then I will be alone.
I'm sorry I made you sad,
But some things had just made me mad.
I tried my hardest, I tried my best,
But it seems, I've been beaten by the rest.
I want to take back what I've done,
But I can't, it's too late, I just want a gun.
I can't be bothered anymore,
I just want to sit here, leaning on the door.
I'll think about my past, present and future,
And all I'll see, is love, hate and confusing relationships.
But I want you to know, I do love you,
And my love for you, is the love that is true.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie

    Aww

  • 18 years ago

    by GoodMorning

    Hey Mark~

    don't you DARE be sad. i will NOT allow it. no, i won't. smile, smile, smiiiiiile.

    please?

    you don't want a gun. unless, of course, it's to shoot the..
    crap. i forgot what i was gonna say. haha...

    bleh. but yes. I LOVE YOU!

    stay strong, and try to smile. i'm here if you need to talk. about ANYTHING. you know that, right?

    love you~

    -Britt

  • 18 years ago

    by BrOkEN dReAMs sEAleD wId a kIsS

    This was great keep it up

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