The whole world is tumbling down on us.
The people who were suppose to have our backs.
Are the ones hurting us more then ever.
Our families no longer mind the cuts they see on my arms.
They gave up on me.
Did anyone ever give up on you?
The world is crashing .
Down onto me.
My back isn't strong enough anymore.
Its going too give out sooner then later.
That's when you will know I had enough.
When your standing at my grave sight.
The world is simply tumbling down on us. No wait its tumbling down on me.
-Sparrow
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The Game Of Life
PoetryMany people see life in different ways. Some see the ups some only see the downs but how about both at once? The opposites coinciding on one page.
