This is the third time I've posted this but...
Can you help edit my poem... Or add to it?
Why go on?
I give you love but you don't give any back.
Why do we go on if it's love that we lack?
When you do this to me I feel uneasy inside,
Sometimes so much, I wish I could hide.
When you do this to me I try hard not to cry.
And most of the time I think I should die.
Just stop pretending that you care,
Because so many lies are too much to bear.
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Thanks
2006-11-29
10:02:33
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Pregnancy & Parenting
➔ Adolescent