Every morning I wake and I can't stand it.
Cold, hungry, alone, and ashamed.
No matter how much I eat.
No mater how many blankets I use.
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wow....this is a good poem i really liked it like fo real. this is 1 of the best ive read bout this kinda subject i really enjoyd readin this keep writing :) Ashley Lynn Simons :))
This depresses me..........