What is keeping me here, damn it?I can't stay here much longer.
I am surprised that I have not quit.
Why does this world make me suffer?
Why am I still here, damn it?
I must not continue to live here.
I am not ready to forfeit.
I have to get away from my fear.
When can I leave this place, damn it?
I need to go to a far away land.
I need to learn not to put up a fight.
I must get away from the beating hand.
How can I get away from here, damn it?
I am going to go insane if I stay.
I shall get out of this pit.
I can't stay here until may.
Who will help me, damn it?
I see that nothing will change here.
I am tired of being hit.
I almost can't even look in the mirror.
Vanessa Wangen
Copyright� 2001 Vanessa Wangen
