MyLife By: Michael Dykhoff 3/14/99 I don�t know where I should start, Its times like this that tear me apart. My life seems everything but real, Sometimes I forget how to love much less feel. Loving is nothing Depression is something Why does this always happen to me? I've even forgotten how to touch, smell, and see. Friends come and go My self-esteem is high then low. Family loves me, hates me, scares me Some are gone, but others with me. I�m haunted by the memory of the past Wondering how long this worrying will last I always wonder: Why, how, and when. But I will never know the pain that lies within. Something normal Something strange I�m afraid of simple I�m afraid of change What�s wrong with me? Why don�t I love? It must have been an accidental gift from up above. My life seems like a movie without and end Sometimes I feel like I don�t even have a friend I�m stuck here in this hell called home Every one else is leaving, leaving me so alone I don�t know where I should end I hope someday, I�ll find you round the bend Until that day, my one true friend, I�ll look for you until the end.
