I Know How It Feels
by Sherry Lynn Anderson
I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep.
When you think nothing is ever going to turn out right,
You sit and ponder on better things,
And hope to sleep better the very next night.
I feel sadness towards those
Who go to an extreme,
Where they feel so bad inside,
They do more than just scream.
They take such drastic measures,
Which some of us would never dare.
They hurt bad enough to take their life,
Not realizing about those who really care.