MY LIFE
My life is like
A broken record
It keeps playing
But nothing
New ever happens.
Some times my mood is happy
But often I am plagued
By depression.
When I'm in this mood
Only music can cheer me
When I'm depressed
Horrible thought run
Rampant throughout my mind.
But when I'm happy
I may watch TV
Or chat online,
Or on the phone.
When I'm happy,
It's difficult to
Bring me down.
But when I'm
Down, it's almost
Impossible to
Lighten me up
And dilute the
Sorrow.
Does life hold any meaning?
Some say it does,
Though, I never see any meaning.
Should I continue to live?
In this dungeon deep in the
Pits of hell?
I see no reason too,
My daily life consists of;
Torture, both mentally,
And physically, fights
With my mother,
Thoughts of death,
And extreme test to
The limits of my patience,
Will I explode? Or just be
Slowly devoured alive inside,
By my own mind?
Am I ever proud of myself?
Its a rare occasion where
I'm proud of myself.
I disbelieve most of the
Compliments I receive.
I have few friends,
I am a social outcast.
I have been suprised
Only a few times in
The past few years,
2 of those suprises's
Was when I found
That a girl liked
Me more then a friend.
Do I know computers?,
That's like asking if
The pope is catholic,
Or if a bear shit's in
The woods.
I know about PCI, and IDE
Cards, modems, I know more
About computers then a lot
People ever will.
I couldn't play sports if
My life depended on it,
But that that doesn't mean
I'm inactive, I blade, bike,
Walk and sometimes run.
Life is short, isn't it?
I would say that, in some
Ways, its not short enough,
And in others it's too short.
Having experience isn't always
Good, occasionally experience
Will cause you to make a rash
Decision or a conclusion,
And doing that could be fatal.
Will I be around much longer?
Even I don't know the answer
To that question, nobody
Knows the answer to that
Question, I may get hit by
A car tomorrow I may
Get knifed in an argument
At school, there are
Endless possibilities
Of how I may die.
Do I want to continue
This life?, sometimes
I do, and others I don't
Are you depressed?
Then come and find me,
I'll listen to you,
And give the best
Advice that I can.
If you want me to keep
It a secret, its not a
Problem for me.
I'll try to cheer you
Up when you're down,
Need a shoulder to
Cry on?
Come to me, mine is
Always they're for you.
If you're on good terms
With me, I'll try to
Help you in any way
Possible. Its some-what
Hard to get on my bad
Side unless you try
To get on my bad side.
Until I die, I will
Always be there for
My friends, in many
Different ways.
And, I'm sure they
Will always be there
For me if they are
True friends, and
I'm sure my friends
Always will be true
Friends
As for you my
Audience Though I
Don't know you,
Doesn't mean
I can't help you,
And maybe even
Become your friend.
Until we meet again,
I bid a good day to
You, whoever you may
Be.