Falling Through

by abby   Oct 24, 2007


Sitting in my room
Wondering what is true
Wishing I knew what was right and wrong
Wondering why I’m falling through

My world is my friends
Therefore my ground is beginning to shake
My feet feel weak
My head started spinning
Sadly thins has been the for cast for all year
You betrayed me once again
This time more noticeable than the rest

My love for you is gone
I cant believe that it is true
One last friend holds my falling hand
To keep me from falling through

- Abby Gwynnedolyn Skie

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