A Hard Game Poem by Jay Bigger
A Hard Game
I'm sick and tired of being afraid
Being cooped up
Being in this cage
I'm exhausted and restless thinking ahead
Scared of the future
I can't rest my head
Theres no such thing as a day passing with out pain
Through my eyes, I see life as a game
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: future,sick
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