Monday, May 14, 2007

Unhappy

She looked at me and said
In this world when only the strong should survive
Tell me why, why the weak like me seem to thrive?
I know I shouldn’t be this way
I should want to stay
But I just don’t care anymore
I’m ready to lock all my windows and doors
And just sit in the silence until the end is here
But dying alone is my biggest fear
I can't believe the person in the mirror is me
How did I become so unhappy?

Copyright © 2008 by Nicci

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