Born Too Early, Too Late
By WindDancer J
"Born Too Eary, Too Late" This is not my time, for I was born too early, too late. There is nothing here for me, but loneliness and hate. No love, no happiness, nothing to make me want to stay. Just pain, torment, and anger that blocks my every way. Gentle winds whisper to me, this is not your time or space. Come with me, come away now, this is not your place. Come out of the darkness and despair, for this is not your time. You were born too early, too late into a life of sad rhymes. The tears that you cry can only hurt your sad lonely soul. And the saddest part of it all is that no one will ever know. That I was born too early, too late in a world that doesn’t care. That I am alone and unloved with looks none too fair. No one can understand what’s deep in my sad heart. Existing is not living and breathing is just a small part. I was born too early, too late and I can’t change my fate. The question remains do I continue. This option I now weigh. Written October 30th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 04:30 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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