9/14/13
Sometimes I wonder why I try,
Sometimes I feel like I'm not alive.
I feel dead and empty inside,
And there’s nothing I can used to be revived.
It’s just a sick game,
some of us have to play.
So I guess I’ll just sit here and waste away.
Have fun, be safe, and have a nice day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem