Times like these make me think
life truely is a stitch
waiting to be unraveled
waiting to be tangled
always waiting to be cut
Times like these make me wonder
who God really is
Why he messes everything up
why he never helps me when i need it
always ignoring me
Times like these make me cry
when i remember the old days
with friends and families
with the girls and boys at the parties
always getting into fights and laughs
Times like these make me cut
make me wish i'd never existed
'cause the world could be better without me
'cause no-one cares and no-one needs me
always overlooking the things i do do
Times like these make me wish
I had never met any of it
never moved to this terrible place
never met all these strange people
always wanting to go back and change
Times like these give me hope
give me a reason to live and love
that i can change it all around
that i can be happy again
always giving me a small peace
Times like these are exactly that
Times like these
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting, a love the simile at the start