TIME IS RUNNING AS IT
GOES BY AND BY,
BUT MY LIFE IS DESTINED
TO RUN DRY,
THEY SAID MY LIFE IS
LIKE AN EMPTY BOX,
IT DOESN'T HAVE
ANYTHING BUT ONLY ROCKS.
HOW SAD IT MAY BE,
BUT THAT'S THEY THINK
ABOUT ME,
REALIZING THINGS THAT
ARE NOT MEANT TO BE,
WHAT CAN I DO?,
THIS IS THE REAL ME.
[spoiler]I WAS JUST FRUSTRATED WHEN I WAS WROTE THIS POEM....:)HOPE YOU LIKE IT....[/spoiler]
Last edited by xx4eversilentxx (2012-06-02 04:25:04)