Uh, kind of a depressing poem, was trying something new...
Alone again in so much pain
Wondering why I have to cry
And take all of this strain
Lying hurt in the dirt
A situation of damnation
Is always a dead cert
In this life full of strife
The only way I can stay
Is with the help of a knife
When I need it now and then
Though people say it's not okay
They're just ordinary men
Who don't know how it goes
The simple fact is life's an act
And my smile's just a pose
So what do you think?
