All that i see is that my life,
is so unreal, and my home.
Is no home it is something,
that should never be on this earth.
My life is based on a fact that,
it's cooled everyday.
All that i see is that I will never,
understand why that i can't be with thee.
All I know is that my life is near,
to be told by anybody but me because they,
don't know what it's like.
Why has my life been so rough,
so tuff and lonely that I don't know,
what I want.
I don't know where I should be in,
life or where I should go and I,
don't know why.
A contest entry
- It's Dark in the Air by Tigris.
450 points, ended April 27, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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In every word you convey the doubt of this world, there is so much emotion in the last to lines that I find myself stalled. Thank you for entry, but don't ever doubt yourself you were made to write.
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aWWWww..so sad...crying...check mine out when u can x
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hi
so wats up
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