by Ian Campbell

Created on: February 03, 2009   Last Updated: February 06, 2009

All alone, the walls are bare

My heart is empty, but I don't care

Tired of fighting, she said her good byes

Turning away, I started to cry

"Suck it up, you make me sick!"

Apparently I'm nothing, but a-stupid-prick!

With my bag, and self esteem

I left her house, too her screams

Now I stay....

A country away....

In a shelter filled with many

Sterile wallsand loneliness a plenty

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