![]() 19A Poem by John
I did it all to myself,
but I can't help but blame the world for all that's been done to make me play the game. Meaning that I can't help but try to harmonize melodies from the idols on the radio to my life. Does it really have to be difficult for someone like me to try to live a life free from misery? Don't take my cries for help as a plea for sympathy, rather, believe in me and what my life could be. I swear, it happens every time. When we try to live by the rules, it breaks my heart to see someone like me cry. It's not too late, throwing up the last of the previous life lived, and trying to find something to love.
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Added on May 7, 2013Last Updated on May 7, 2013 Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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