I try, and try many times
Trying to impress
And keep up with the times
I can't attract women
No matter what I can do
It just leave me with one thing to do
I'll just end it all
Just end My life
Kill myself with a gun or knife
There's no one for me
No lovely soulmate
I could try to hang on to hope
But it's too late
Love stinks, it's all a lie
I'll just kill myself, and die
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Author:
DLewis88 (
Offline) - Published: December 6th, 2024 19:10
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
A sad poem of the loss of hope. It is well written with a dark tone and end. To have others love you, you must love yourself and in this is the paradox.
I echo the sentiment of Soren, this can appear to be very hard to do but it is something you must try to do, all the best
Thank you Tobani.
You are very welcome
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