Poem. (WHY?)

Here's my depressing poem writen while depressed. Enjoy.

WHY
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When I try to explain,
All my words mubble and slip to the drain,
"Like a snowflake in a firey grip",
Trying to hide from the pain.

I try so hard to understand,
Why everything good slips from my hands,
I guess my life is always to crash land.
I guess I'll never understand.

Sick of the torture of my painful life,
I'm scared that my friends will leave my life,
I'm sick of all the anoyying s***e,
Stayying away from the knife.

The good times come and the good times pass,
But bad times scar and kill happy past,
Its what I live with, but hear what I say,
I'm sorta happy, but everyone has to pay.
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Please post your comments.

=[ aww u must of been really bummed out, hope ur cheerier now ^-^ tis a bold poem :)

I'm feeling better thanks. I'm going to Cyprus! Paphos here I come!