Somtimes I feel .....so mad, I cant even think. When I try to , I remember I cant. When I feel sad, I cry. I could cry me a river right now; without even trying. There are times when I feel....dreadful, I ask myself, why should I even me alive? I feel like Im not worth living.... I just don't understand why.....Soemtimes....... some times hurt.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem in thought if my friends in Portland...I miss them so much!
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