AN: This is a little something I wrote in class, a little poem that came from the heart. Read and tell me what you think…
Life is wasted
Why is everything gone?
Did I do something wrong?
Why does life always deserted us?
Why does love always change us?
Life is wasted.
Love is gone.
The world has retreated.
This is far from a love song…
Why does it always happen,
when you are happy?
Why do they count on you,
when you are wrong?
Life is wasted.
Love is wrong.
The world has retreated.
The fallen has gone…
I'm walking on the battlefield.
The worst is almost over, they say.
But I know it's just begun…
AN: So what do you think? Review and tell me.
Lots of love,
** Mystery