My life

F*cked up life…
My life has turned to tragedy,
I can’t do anything right,
I want this pain to end,
I want to end my life.
No one knows what I go through,
No one really cares.
No one knows how I feel,
All they do is stare.
At the colors I choose to wear,'
At the makeup I wish to have.
At the way I have my hair,
No one really cares.
Although I want it to end,
I’ve tried to do my wrists,
None of this actually happens,
Maybe I’ll just go skits.

By Jess Mitch
Published: 11/17/2006 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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