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WASTED TIME

Contributed by 1nonly559pr1ncess5150 on Monday, 14th September 2009 @ 07:35:20 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

The time that ive wasted is my biggest regret, I spent in places where ill never forget:
just sitten, and thanking about the things ive done, The crying, laughing, the hurt, and the fun:
Now its just me and my hard-driven guilt, Behind my walls of emptyness i had allowed to be built:
Im tired, and traped in my body just waiten to run, To go back to my childhood with just the laughter and fun:
But the chase is over& theres no place to hide, Everything is gone including my pride:
With reality stareing me right in the face, Im scared, alone, and stuck in this place:
With memories of the past flashing through my head, And the pain is caused by the tears that ive shead:
I ask myself why& where i went wronge, I guess i was week when i should of been stronge:
Liveing for the drugs,and lies, and all of the wrongs that ive done, Allonge with all the stuped stuff i did just to have fun:
My feelings are lost & afrade to be shown as i look into my past,its easy just to see, All of the fear i have being affrade of only me:
I pretended to be rugged, so fast & so cool, When actually i was lost and actted & looked like a fool
;
Im getting to old for this tiresum game, Of acting hard with no sence of shame:
Its time that i change and get on with my life, Fafilling my dreams with all 7 of my children, and setteling down with my man and becomeing his loveing wife:
What my future will hold i realy dont know, But i guess all of the years ive wasted are starting to show:
So ill contenue to live for that day ill get a new start, With all of my hopes and derams i hold inside fo my heart:
I pray&hope that i can make it, i at lease half to try, Because im heading towards death now, in deep down inside I DONT WANT TO DIE!!!!

Copyright © 1nonly559pr1ncess5150 ... [ 2009-09-14 07:35:20]
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