A poem or written “babble” from back in high school….
Keep staring at this unknown face
With every hour a new wrinkle appears
You can look in her and see the sadness
So many trials, how does she stand it?
Stand strong through the hardest times
She won’t easily fall
But yet she’s starting to give up hope
Nothing ever looking up, only looking down
Every where she turns no hope or happiness can be found
Internally she’s suffering
Slowly killing herself
When all you know is sadness that all you can exhibit
With every love comes along the hate
Only wanting to be happy, but fear it’s far too late
How do you overcome what you quite figure out?
How can you cry when you don’t know what it’s about?
Looking in the mirror
I see myself growing older
Surfacing is my sad love story
So many hard time but yet I still function
Slowly deteriorating in my own sorry
Who knows how long I have until that final day
That day when I’ll be truly happy
And youthfulness returns to me
I’m so drained from internally suffering