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by Kathryn H Jul 19, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Why can\\\'t I do anything right? Why am I stuck in fright? Why can\\\'t I have fun tonight? Because of a thing called fright I am too afraid to show All my fears and foes I am too aftraid to let you know How much my love grows I don\\\'t understand this This life I\\\'m living in Its too complicated It is never simple Soon enough I\\\'ll be able to Run around and play But that\\\'s after I do What I\\\'ve needed to do I need to go find my mind