Confused Poem by kewulere alfanla

Confused



I av often heard no pain no gain
But when I get there, I go insane
Sometimes I get tired of the pain
My life in its present stat is disdain

Life throws many hurdles my way
I feel worried every night and day
Challenge which is my motivation
Gradually leading me to temptation

Ha" life really with its suffering paint
I have tried in as much as to be a saint
But when I help perhaps two or a day
When he gets to my turn they turn away

That is the world we live in
Where u will see fat and thin
Well, I will look up and call
The one who will never fall

Sunday, March 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: thinking
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