Love Sucks

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By Gerrick W

As I think, my mind starts to wonder.
from here I start to ponder.
When will my life start,
and when will I start to get smart.
When will my life end,
and where will the life be send.
I sit here in the halls,
with people walking by as dolls.
What is this world like,
is it at it's hieght.
Where it seems you are in a play,
and you life is in so much delay.
My life seems worless,
with every person seems to be heartless.
My life is not perfect,
in fact it does not fit.
I talk to people and liston to there problems,
though I face so many of my own problems.
I have no clue what to do,
so I keep drinking my mountain dew.
I wait for a person,
as which I feel as I'm being hung.
My heart seems to be going,
and becoming very lonly.
Though as I think,
I blink.
Why I'm I here,
why do I even leer?