I want success,
I'm in need of love,
I'm working for survival,
I'm praying for happiness,
I'm thinking of disaster.
What I need is not what I want.
What I want is not what I am working for.
What I work for us, not what I pray for .
What I pray for is not what I think of.
Why am I such a mess?
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Whispers From The Pages
PoetryI am a girl who has so much to say but no one to listen to. I'm struggling in my life with college, family and other issues. I always find it hard to express my emotions verbally but I can write them pretty well. The issues I deal with are family...
