With tremendous
Vigour,
I plan for winter,
The longest in my life.
Fate folded on me,
Shut me from the light.
I wake each morning,
To begin a new day's fight,
Try I must,
Try I might.
Suicide does cross my mind,
I find some days are tough,
Needled with a poison,
That crushes all my ******.
They try to **** me,
Keep me down,
Spreading lies and,
Casting frowns.
My life as is,
A total let down,
Fighting me they must.
Trapped in darkness,
My throat they cut.
I pleaded why,
They have to try,
To destroy that's all of me,
They don't mind,
It is their job,
The government
does hate me.