chad fisher

Rookie (Aug 1976 / Hattisburg Mississipi)

The Little Lost Boy - Poem by chad fisher

Sometimes I feel like living
Sometimes I feel like dying
I'm tired of all the crying
I want to be thriving.
I walk down the street
Watching my feet
And the air does not bring joy
Nor does a person's smile
Inside I feel like a lost and lonely boy
Crying all the while.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2008



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