A Cross To Bear Poem by Henrie Howells

What's the point of trying
When all I seem to do is end up crying

The cross I bear
Gets heavier the more I care

Maybe if I didn't give a f#*k
I'd find a bit of luck

I wish I could back up to a certain day
When all my problems were still 6 years away

The cross I bear
Gets heavier the more I care

The future used to be exciting
Now its bound to be non stop fighting

I gave her my all!
Built myself up to fall

The cross I bear
Gets heavier the more I care

I messed up when I stated to care
Love just isn't fair, , ,