| Too many too many problems... |
[Mar. 13th, 2006|08:28 pm] |
I will never have kids; I will never be Mommy.
I will never be a lover; I will never love.
I will never find happiness; I will only find pain.
I will never be successful; I will always fail.
I will never be thin enough; I will always be too big.
I will never have that job; I will never be good enough.
I will never inspire pride; I will disappoint.
I will never be trusted; I will never trust.
I will never like myself; I will never let anyone like me.
The only thing I will have, is peace from death.
It may be sooner than I thought yesterday;
it may even be sooner than I think now.
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