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Sick
I'm sick
of hoping
things will change
I'm sick
of wondering
how things will turn out
I'm sick
of wishing
my future looked bright
I'm sick
of waiting
for a happy ending
I'm sick
of wallowing
in sadness
I'm sick
of having
nowhere else to go
I'm sick
of giving
until I have nothing left
but sickness
of hoping
things will change
I'm sick
of wondering
how things will turn out
I'm sick
of wishing
my future looked bright
I'm sick
of waiting
for a happy ending
I'm sick
of wallowing
in sadness
I'm sick
of having
nowhere else to go
I'm sick
of giving
until I have nothing left
but sickness
Published 28th Apr 2012
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30th Apr 2012 4:00pm
I guess we're all sick but every now and then we come across works such as this that make us think
"well you know what maybe it's all worth it" to be able to write like this all the pain and suffering is graciously welcomed
"well you know what maybe it's all worth it" to be able to write like this all the pain and suffering is graciously welcomed
