Wednesday, September 25, 2002

Independent

When times get tough,
and roads get rough,
I know enough,
to get me through.

Do not depend on anyone,
to relieve your strain,
all they care about,
is what they gain.

I would give up,
if it did not affect me as well,
I am all alone in this world,
I have nothing to do.

Everyone hates me,
they do not even try,
no one really knows me,
so I am looking for the sky.





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