<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=463346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Will You Be Able To Understand My Last Option, Or Just Tell Me I'm Wrong?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i can tell you how much i hate my life, <br>and still you would not understand my stuggles, <br>everyday i find myself in a place i don't like, <br>and can't seem to excape, <br>i wonder when i can find peace, <br>just to live my life, <br>to enjoy it like i use to, <br>but now it became hard, <br>my cloulds are gray, <br>with lots of rain, <br>and it seems like nobody even cares, <br>when i scream at the tops of my lungs, <br>it's like nobody hears, <br>they missing what's in front, <br>without knowing how to help, <br>it's like i'm trapped in a place, <br>i don't want to go, <br>but, nobody knows how to help, <br>lost and confused, <br>where my only option, <br>seems to be suicide, <br>but so many questions left remaining, <br>whether it be about my family, <br>and others i leave behind, <br>without a reason of my absance, <br>just a broken heart and anger, <br>into why i did it, <br>why i take the easy way out, <br>without getting help? <br>to me, my only question is, <br>what would they do? <br>it seems as if nobody can understand, <br>let alone find a way to help, <br>so my last question is, <br>why not do it, <br>everything else seem to already fail? <br>Copyright © 2009 <br>11-18-09</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mona+Martinez">Mona Martinez</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=463346" data-title="Will You Be Able To Understand My Last Option, Or Just Tell Me I'm Wrong? de Mona Martinez" data-description="i can tell you how much i hate my life, and still you would not understand my stuggles, everyday i find myself in a place i don't like, and can't seem to excape, i wonder when i can find peace, just to live my life, to enjoy it like i use to..."></div> </div> </div>

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