This World Isn't My End Poem by The Little Wise Doll

This World Isn't My End



What do you want from me?
What should I do?
If you keep talking about the trust
That I have lost from you.
And then you give it back to me,
Even though you said I don't deserve it.
And telling me to walk your way,
Because I've got to earn it.
I really don't get it,
You're saying two things at once.
You're contradicting everything
And making this a fuss.
I'm tired of the arguments,
I'm tired of the struggles.
I'm so sick and tired,
Of our lives very troubles.
But it's not like I can do anything,
It's not like it's going to end.
So I'll just keep on living,
Like this world isn't my end.

Friday, August 10, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: emotion
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