This is so stupid.
If we're all so talented and unique,
What are we striving for?
If we're shining stars,
Why are we burning out?
This is ridiculous.
If we all know perfection is impossible,
Why is it what we aim for?
If we are imperfectly surviving,
Why do we try to be perfectly dying?
I don't understand.
If we are birds, who alone, can SOAR,
Why are we being taught by others to fly?
If we're the flowers of the garden,
Why do we need someone to tend to us to keep our beauty?
Why?
This doesn't make sense.
If we're the unbeatable song and the right choice,
Why do we add unnecessary strings and listen to the wrong voice?
If our story is as endless the sky and as honest as a sigh,
Why do we imitate the ground, why do we infinitely lie?
I don't understand.
If we're all so graciously beautiful,
Why have we invented the word ugly?
If we all have a purpose in this life,
Why do so many of us senselessly die?
If were are all so strong and invulnerable,
Why do we use our eyes to cry?
Why?
If we're the breeze of fresh air,
Why does the scent of death hang here?
Why?
This is irritating.
If we're the heavenly light in their eyes,
Why is it we call for Hell in our cries?
If we're the sweetest love they'd feel for years,
Why aren't they loving their way to diabetes?
This is the ship that sank.
But why did we sacrifice ourselves and jump off the plank?
This is the car that crashed.
But why did we let ourselves be blind?
Why?
I don't understand.
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PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I've written and the others that I plan to write. I'm not claiming to be some epic poet, but I hope you all enjoy. Thanks for reading (if you read) and thanks for commenting (if you speak). Your choice :)
