Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder why god picked me, To endure all this suffering and pain, What have i done to deserve this? Other than take his name in vain, Sometimes i wonder why people are so cruel, And treat me like they do, Why don't they even give me a chance? they just use me,abuse me,and throw me away like a worn out pair of shoes, Sometimes i wonder who i am, From my experiences i don't know myself anymore, who am i? A different person up to the very core, Sometimes i wonder why i'm still alive, With my negative way of living im surprised, Why am i still alive? Just to live life and hope there is a worthwhile prize, Sometimes i wonder, Don't you? Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 03:25 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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