Did I do something wrong? <br />This pain has been here for so long. <br />Is there something wrong with me? <br />I don't understand, this is my plea. <br /> <br />The pain that I have endured, <br />The feelings that will never be cured. <br /> <br />Mending these wounds would take a life time, <br />The damage done to me should be considered a crime. <br /> <br />Though I am young I have the mind of an elder, <br />My heart, beat up like the hands of a welder. <br /> <br />My life seems to be somewhat of a lie, <br />The moments that make me feel the need to cry, <br />The times where I just want to die, <br />The only question I can ask is-Why?<br /><br />KDE Joyce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-74/
