Another day, another year
the problems never disappear.
Such a beautiful soul
never reaching its goal.
Constant struggles to survive;
sometimes I wish I wasnīt alive.
It is not depression that I seal;
it is just something that I feel.
In love I just canīt win!
Maybe it is a past lifeīs sin...
Or maybe it is my childhood,
that I still feel misunderstood.
All people have troubles I know
and still I am hurting so.
It is like living on a knife
or maybe itīs just life!
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Gisa Wierzchowski.
Published on e-Stories.org on 08.06.2004.
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