I hate my life
It gave me strife
I love my friend
And family and all
I always seem to want to fall
The worst in my life
Was not with a knife
It was when I had to to go away from my home-town
From my friends,that were down
That was where I was found...
Comments on this poem/writing:
|nikki (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, May 17 2003, 05:34 pm|
i really like this poem...i can really relate. i lived in my home town for nine years and then i had to move near the end of the school year and start all over.this poem deserves a lot of credit
|Donna (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, July 1 2003, 07:04 pm|
I spelled love wrong lol,i do it with all my poems i spell something wrong,o well thx for understanding nikki,i lived in my hometown my whole life till this one year!!....
|Brad (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, November 26 2014, 10:24 pm|
Perfect! Love hearing that I'm not the only one
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