I’m avoiding this paper like I’m avoiding you.
Yet I want to call you and ask where time flew.
These past two weeks have not been like the rest.
My tolerance and emotions, they’ve been put to the test.
But the test is not over; there’s much more to achieve.
There’s pain and suffering beyond God-given belief.
I ask when this will all come to a sudden end,
But no one seems to know, so it’s time to pretend.
I fake that I’m okay and act like I am fine,
But in actuality, I’m in an anxious bind.
I know that I’m at that stage where I don’t want to try,
But I’m holding my composure and won’t let myself cry.
Hopefully I’ll find light within this darkened spot,
But it’s looking pretty dreary and I’m feeling pretty shot.
My love life’s pretty hopeless and he was all I had.
So now that he is gone, my future’s looking bad.
But I can’t have that attitude; it’s time to look ahead.
It’s time to heal this wounded heart and clear this clouded head.
Things will get better as time passes by.
I will grow new wings and with help, learn to fly.
 
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