May 24, 2013 11:05pm577 onlineDaily: True or false: As long as they have the matter to suck in, black holes can just keep getting larger and larger without limit. Click here to answer
You know I'm not going to make it right? Sooner or later I'm gonna die I'm tired of putting up my fight I feel like all of this is impossible Like I might just feel self conscious about everything Even though it's not me I'm tired of putting up my fight
These voices have overtaken my life These powers have forsaken me from staying alive What am I supposed to do? Live or die? I'm tired of putting up my fight
I'm finally calming into some self pity I hate the way this feels This self pity is just a bunch of bull sh*t I'm hitting myself inside out trying to stay alive Trying to be just fine What am I supposed to do? Live or die? Either way nothing's all right
These thoughts are lost inside my head My own emotions bought a new life for me What am I supposed to do? Take it or leave it? What am I supposed to do? Live or die? I'm tired of putting up my fight Either way I'm going to die I've made up my mind I'm tired of putting up my fight
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