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Couldn’t do nothing right in my life
So this is my last rime Because for me is the end of time Maybe I’m misunderstood Nobody cares….why should I? My broken wings got me walking And even I know my future is not bright Could do nothing right What I can see …. Nothing good that I can achieve... My mama hates me because I’m not like she wants me to be She couldn’t see the sadness in my eyes And when I fall asleep I hope that I will sleep for ever deep I’m so solo….walking all alone My life is like a dark road I’m walking blind It’s too dark for me…to see And even if I have ‘friends’ They couldn’t light a change in me My attitude will never change Problems got me out of touch with reality I feel confused and tormented I don’t know why... But My END is near and I won’t fear Remain strong in this planet full of hate and envy Remember me … This is my poetry…this is my final exit
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