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A Poem by Warped Perceptions

I give up.
No matter what I do, it's never good enough.
I can't make anyone happy...
Least of all myself.
I feel like I'm doomed--
Doomed to a life
Of pain and misery.
From birth to grave
Nothing will ever be right,
Nothing will ever be okay.
I try to be good,
I try to be everything.
But it's never okay,
And I'll always be nothing.
How do I fix it?
What's the solution?
People say I'm loved...
Still I sit here lonely.
The tears I cry are in vain,
There's nothing for me.
Never has been,
Never will be.
I have come to expect nothing more...

© 2010 Warped Perceptions


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Added on January 21, 2010
Last Updated on January 21, 2010