Stuck

Below is a poem that one of my friends wrote a few days ago, and she has kindly allowed me to use it in my own diary.


I�m stuck in an age
I don�t want to be
I�m stuck in a body
I don�t want to see
Stuck with these thoughts
Controlling my mind
Stuck with the pain
I can�t leave behind
I�m stuck with the memories
That haunt me each day
I�m stuck with the words
I can�t bring myself to say
Stuck with the tears
Desperate to cry
Stuck with the fact
I had to lie
I�m stuck with my past
I can�t run away
I�m stuck with these fears
Living nightmares each day.


Nat � 2003


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