You may be going through a tough time in life,
But their is always going to be someone you can talk to,
(This is a poem about a time in my life, where I needed to talk to someone but no-one was there, I just needed someone to understand.)
Having the greatest of times,
But when I'm alone, I feel so down,
Not knowing what the answers are,
Not knowing what to do,
Sometimes I feel everyone is so far,
From understanding what I go through.
Why do people ignore you, but in their time of need turn you?
Why do you help everyone when they tell you not to take on the world?
I know it's tough and it's gonna be,
but you gotta keep strong.