You want me to be happy?
How can I when all I want to do is die?
You don't understand what i'm going thourgh,
You don't understand the things I see,
The things I feel,
Most of all how can you understand that, when you can even understand me?

YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants