My Life My Game
- Writers Pouch

- Jun 21, 2011
- 2 min read
Updated: Jun 2
I ask my life, why can’t I be
Why is there still a clue out of the blue
I can’t process, so it’s still a mess.
I am by myself, can never be you.
Therefore, my life should just go through
I don’t know much, so don’t ask me much.
What my life has been, what it might be


