Tag after Tag I wonder,
I wonder why I am the way I am.
Depressed, suicidal, and unloved,
Guess its the sarrow in my soul.
For hours and hours every day,
I sit and think until my head hurts.
Think about my loved ones ive lost,
Wonder why them.
Why Why WHY,
Why not me.
All I have of them is now memorys and pictures,
I look through my Fotos of me and my family.
Remembering when life was easier,
When I didnt have to worry about anything.
When I was care free, a happy child!
Damn this sarrow in my soul!
Everyday I look in the mirror at myself,
And I wonder how could anyone Liebe me.
And hope that...
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