My Worrie Poem by lepaige milton

As i sit here on the stair and i think and notice that i worrie too much.pain within my heart and my soul cry for help.my mind is racening, but what can i do? My spin is losening it shape.My sorrow is having a good time seeing me hurt.My mind is all mast up from thing that happen within my heart.My heart is beatning more then what it should.I wonder is my life over, i pray not.So many things happening, so many evil thought, throughtout my life, but WHAT SHOULD I DO? i worrie to much, but my worrie are my problem, and i dont want then, can i just give them to someone i love or i know or what.I DONT WANT THEM! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! do you have problem or any worrie.maybe or maybe not, but i know one thing my worrie are my problems