Bobbi Jones

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Problem's - Poem by Bobbi Jones

sitting on my bed
thinking of my problems
not knowing
what way to turn
all confused
not knowing
whats going to
happen mext.
I cried so
long i can't
cry nolonger
People say I'll
be fine, but
i know i
wont i feel
locked in fear,
and pain
not knowing
how to excape
my life seems

Comments about Problem's by Bobbi Jones

  • (5/9/2006 10:39:00 AM)

    Same here, know the feeling. But you got it bad. Talk to me sometime, maybe just talking it out wit a random person will help you. Think about it. Great job.

    Sweetie Sarah
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

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