Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Behind the swoosh part 3 poem

trying to be the right,do the right
overcoming my fears but i can not fight
breaking through the pain
and now i know that lifes no game
because I know that no one cares...and they never will
im an outcast to the entire world
and it makes me so sick that i wanna hurl
but i keep going and never stop
after all who else do i have ?

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