i've lived my life
not happy no
but i still lived
17 years is a long life to give
please don't shed a tear for me
i'm ready to go
it wasn't your fault
i did this cause i was lonely and had nobody to call my home
its not cause of you
i was happy for a while
it always ends before its too late
but please don't worry
i'm in a better place
no need to think of me
i'm not worth the time
so please don't feel sorry for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Kayla, I look back to when I was on 17 and this seems like only yesterday. I have failed several times yet learnt so much with each failure. Life is a highway but there are so many different roads to take. I now have a 17 year old who now is facing the pressures of life. Thank you Kayla for your words