what shold i do
slowly losing my minddont know what to do
always confuse
do i do what im told or do nothing
fearing i will mess up
so tired of everything should i die
or fight to stay alive
people say i need to quit what ever i do
" i will die earlier that what im suppose to" they say
my reply is so everyone dies eventually
Poetry by elizabeth white
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Written on 2006-12-17 at 23:23
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