Poem By Loretta Doyle Smalley

I don't know if I want to cry or hold it all in.
So many things are happening so fast and all at once.
I wish that I knew what to do.
My head is spinning so fast that it is going around and around.
Just like an tornado.
I wish that all of this pain would go away and never come back.
I wish that I could turn back time to make things right.
I try not to think about it, but how can't I?
What do all these people want from me? T
here is only one of me.
I try to do my best at what they ask me to do, but it is never good enough.
I can't take anymore! !
What do I do?
How do I do everything all at once pleasing everyone whiledoing it?
Please Lord send me a sign.

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