PAIN
All these problems in my life,
Why do I have to go through all this strife?
Like losing a love to my old best friend,
But it doesn't stop there, when will this all end?
I lost my aunt on Mother's Day,
"It was her time," is what they would say.
Then a guy I thought I was falling for,
Left for the Marines, and I was left crying on the floor.
Next comes Jeramy, and oh how I've cried,
It still hasn't faced me that he had died.
So I go into this thing called Depression,
Maybe all these things are giving me a lesson.
A Lesson to cherish everything in my life,
Before I lose everything and want to pick up a knife.
I mean yeah I've got some good things,
Some good things like what my life really brings,
A Best friend, a Boyfriend, that both treat me right,
Maybe those should be the things I think of at night,
Instead of all the deaths and all the pain,
Those many things that drive me insane.
I Just want all these things and my pain to end,
Instead of Hoping that all this is just pretend.
All these problems in my life,
Why do I have to go through all this strife?
Jessika Walterman
October 25, 2001
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