What's wrong with me?A Poem by UpComesDownWhat's wrong with me? Why am I different? What did I do to deserve this? Was it really all, My, Fault?
I'm a check uncashed, A life unlived. An empty shell, The present never gived.
Am I left behind? Like a hot Pop-Tart? Dropped on a Cold, Kitchen, Floor. © 2009 UpComesDown |
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2 Reviews Added on May 22, 2009 Last Updated on May 23, 2009 AuthorUpComesDownLike You Care, PAAboutLet's skip the pleasantries and just read my work, okay? more..Writing
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