ROUGH TIMES

I'm in rough times , 

my mind is spending , 

my heart is racing , 

my hands is shaking , 

I keep telling myself it's gonna be okay , 

I keep praying , 

everyday I fight depression, 

depression makes me be hard on myself , 

talk down on myself , 

blame myself ,

hate myself , 

but In the end I'm in rough times ,

reach out nobody there , 

cry out nobody can hear , 

walk by nobody seen me , 

explain my story nobody understand ,

cried so many tears , fought so many battles ,

fought so many fights , 

finshed high school , 

One year in college , 

had four daughters ,

got on my feet , 

fell off , still going dumb , 

but yet I'm still I'm in rough times , 

my whole life been rough times , 

I never had a childhood or fun times , 

mom starting to have fun now ,

but yet and still I'm in rough times 

This poem is about: 
Me

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