(29 September 1970 / South Africa)

Burden

Such a burden to carry around,
with life on a person's shoulder.
To much to rely on..
What do they do with their lives?
Why do I worry..
when I don't know what to do with mine?
Sometimes I lose,
and I keep losing.
Such a burden to carry around,
with life on a person's shoulder.
With a future too unknown,
but its not what I chose.
I would go the whole wide world
to know what my purpose is.
Too bad I can't.
Its all such a burden to carry around,
with life on a person's shoulder.

by Kelly Lynn

Comments (4)

It is so much fun to be a girl. Wearing sexy underwear is our prerogative. See my poem No Frumpy Clothes. And thank you for commenting on My Love Turn poem.
Clever girl, Yuri. And everyone KNOWS pink underwear is the Mark of the Beast. It's in the Bible. You could look it up. Best, Don
the secrets of what lies beneath, never judge a book by its cover, there are always those prepared to tell us why, what and where often motivated by jealousy, liked this smiffy
nice... too witchy... anyway, i strongly believe that one isn't considered bad unless you act good or bad for the bad intentions...