sacrifices

To make other people happy
Is the way I have lived my life
But my problems are just so big
It feels like being struck with a knife

I try to solve all other's problems
But I save no time for me
And now my big huge problems
Become my reality

I have waited for too long
To deal with all this pain
That it feels like so much work
Will I ever become sane?

My little sacrifices are
to some people a gain
But those sacrifices I have made
just increase my wretched pain

A life with so many secrets
Is just not the way to go
So now I must tell all
Of the problems that I know

Pamela Pratap
August 30,1997