Trouble

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By KayDe$

Trouble I am always in Story of my life Thou sometimes I can be proud In the end I have my head down Trouble In all forms From small to large And all in between From a little nothing They say To a full blown thing By the end of the day Trouble It's what I get into It's wearing me thin Between making it and not Trouble I need help to stop Just another Disappointment The way I see Trouble How can my mom look at me I feel she is behind me No matter what But sometimes I feel like a fuck up Trouble It's just a phase They tell me Something like zits And will soon go away Trouble But when will it Things pile Trouble

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July 5, 2010 03:37KayDe$

A poem wriitten about a phase that has not yet ended. An everlasting struggle.

September 30, 2010 19:45Bige.C.J

Good try