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Many times I sit alone

Often times I cry

Feeling worthless as I do

I simply wish to die.

Many times I ask myself

why am I still here

Unhappiness is all I bring

To all I hold so dear.

Many times I sit and think

Of ways to say good-bye

But something holds me back my friend

And yet I know not why.

Many times I feel within

As sadness takes its place

To forever show upon

This empty lonely face.

So for now I keep the hope

That somewhere down the line

Happiness will fill my heart

And all will be just fine.

(written1/4/99)