I think I'm dieing
Icry miserably.
I'm sick of trying
So pitifully.
To make a life
With the cards I'm delt
With all the strife
I'll hang from my belt
If i don't get help
I might get hurt
You might hear me yelp
AsI'm choked by my shirt
So please save me
From my eternal dread
Or you might see
Me in the news
DEAD!
apoem i wrote and posted here cos i was bored
with doing the story all the time