Can I just not survive?
Why is survival so difficult?
Who am I?
What am I destined to be?
Do I have to be?
What is the point of being?
Why do I feel useless?
Am I really useless?
How do I put myself to use?
What should I do?
Why am I lost?
How do I find my path?
Is there no moonlight in this pitch night?
Can I be my light?
Whom do I ask?
Where do I get my answers?
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QUESTIONS ON MY MIND
PoetryHello there, This is a poem that expresses the intrigue of teenagers to question themselves and everything around them. This is basically my thoughts penned down on a drowsy afternoon. The poem is an interesting approach to arousing doubts in the fo...
