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I Can't Do It
It is easy for some people
To talk and write of their lives
And others' curiosity
Seems to be as sharp as knives.
I don't know why I can't do it-
I just know that I cannot!
The things that happened in my life
Will stay with me 'til I rot.
So sorry any readers who
Like to stand in others' shoes
And feel they've gone through the same things
So what have either to lose?
You have not gone what I've gone through-
And perhaps your life was worse.
I'm not about to explain mine
In some little rhyming verse.
So think me cold, think I deserve
Every nasty thing I got.
My poetry is my escape
To a good life I had not.
