isnt it frustrating br isnt it sad br when you work so hard br and it all goes bad br br am still working for it br but i think at times, why so? br cause all i gain to myself br is to see my dear ones happy, and make it sure! br br i've been breaking my head br even when am sick and almost dead, br its hard for me too, br am weak and can't even tread br br am sitting in the midst of a multitude br they think am fine br am tired, am feeble, br and i get no sleep of mine br br its their ignorance br its their deed, br that gets me bad, br cause they dont give any heed br br i dont have any cold br this isnt any flu br its my body gettin itself bad br cause it couldnt see the happiness in you br br all ive been running for br dying for, was to see them all free br from their problems, and troubles br even it needed to risk me br br its better to have me forgotten, br forsaken, unknown and dead, br than trying hard to have them live nice but be helpless br and be eventually hurt and left bereftbr br Alen Alexanderbr br