What are we as human beings?
We know what makes us physically, but what are we really?
We all live for purpose,
whether we know what that is, whether we chose to ignore it,
there's no getting around what we're here for, what we live for.
We either have to find the answers ourselves
or find the one who has them.
To share the same questions can sometimes become misleading,
when neither of you are looking for the same answer.
It tears us apart, yet builds us stronger than before.
It hurts.. but I believe it's part of what makes us human.
- Me (6/24/16)
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How I Really Feel
PoetryShort stories and poems, most of which are written at some of my lowest points. I've been writing a lot and sharing it to my Instagram, but I figured I'd give my inner thoughts for you here to look at. I'm going to be starting from the beginning, fr...
