My life has always been a mystery to me why am I here what is my true purpose
Many strange things have happened in the life that I live
Strange but sometimes beautiful in their own way.
So much pain and sorrow that I had to bear many times alone and desperate.
Loneliness has its own pain .
No one to talk too when I really need a friend.
So many have passed on to another plane never to speak again.
Looking out my window reminising of days gone by.
Wishing so much That I could turn back the hands of time.
My youth has left me this I see everyday.
Just wishing for a chance to go back and play.
So much time to think just drives me insane if only my mind would rest while
I sleep and take away my pain. By Laura jean Jenkins