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Uncomfortable in my Own Skin

Contributed by eminemluva4eva on Sunday, 14th November 2004 @ 08:17:58 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



You wont ever know what pain is
Until you’ve lived like me
Every day a struggle
Just aiming for peace
I look back at people who seem so perfect
So happy in their own skin
And I think back and wonder
Why couldn’t that be me?

I have so many problems
Just so incurable
Why can’t I just be normal?
It just not fair why they just can just do what they want
While I’m stuck in bed and getting so gaunt

I think back to the past
Leading from the last
Thinking how cool I used to be
Till I started getting teased in school

Then one day I started feeling sick
My mama took me to the hospital wing
And she started to sing
The nurse came in and that’s where the crying begins
She said I was sick and I would never get well
I just sat there and pretended everything was so swell
That this was all a dream and I would soon hear the bell to wake me up
But that bell never rang and I had to realize
My life was wingding down
No if, what, buts, ands, or how’s

It’s now that I realize that I’m about to die
I sat up in my room last night and all I did was cry
I couldn’t figure out why god had chosen me
But I guess it’s just the way life goes
Some are lucky and comfortable in their own skin
And some are like me
All sad and dopey

It’s now that I say goodbye
Still not knowing why I must die
I’m closing my eyes now
They will never open up again
I love you all so much I know that it’s so unfair that life can’t just be one big giant funfair.




Copyright © eminemluva4eva ... [ 2004-11-14 20:17:58]
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