Elliott Paul Woolhouse

Rookie (13/4/1993 dd/mm/yyyy / Greymouth, New Zealand)

Personal Hell - Poem by Elliott Paul Woolhouse

I can’t be bothered,
Living this lie,
No matter how hard I try,
Feeling so down,
So far behind,
My life is not kind.

Lagging at school,
Don’t want to try,
Just want to breakdown and cry,
Dad leaving again,
Family torn apart,
Broken, My heart.

Life, Why do I try?
Life, Soon I will die,
Life, I must say goodbye,
This is my Personal Hell,
This is my Personal Hell.

Put on a smile,
Even though I’m sad,
And so mad,
Always get shit,
Picked on,
Soon I’ll be gone.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008



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