Mon, 08/17/2015 - 02:49 -- Zmthall

No where to run and no where to hide
Stuck in the back is where you reside.
In a place you don't want to be
That's only causing you misery!
Trying to fight, hoping for luck,
But in the end your still stuck!
Surrounded by people that make it worst,
As if you were just recently cursed.
Cursed to pain and misery,
Stuck in the back, with trickery!
How can one get unstuck,
While everyone else runs amuck!
When everyone around effects you greatly,
Even your family is driving you crazy.
Stuck back in your own mind,
In this jail lost and confined!

All alone you suffer quietly,
Hiding your face and crying silently.
Stuck without a place to go,
You ask for rain but you get snow
Things never go your way,
No matter what you do or say.
Maybe one day you can find
Some serenity to ease your mind.

This poem is about: 
My family


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