why are we here.
there is always pain.
some are here cuz we where planed some where not.
we wish for death.
but we wake up the next day.
some think they have you wrapped around there finger.
but they learn the hard way there not.
when life goes bye.
its too late to start over.
they say pain is weakness leaving the body.
more its like hurt that u dont want to feel.
u get sick of love cuz your always gettin hurt.
then u find another love but only to get hurt again.
they say there sorry.
and they wont do it again.
but they do.
you move on too start over.
but there nothing there to start over with.
u sit alone.
nothing but thought.
and wonder.
the end