What is the meaning
Of life
When all feels lost and worthless
Useless
And not worthy of the time of day
Why
Must we continue the charade
The lie
Of trying our best to exist
In a world
We're not wanted
It is an exhausting chore
But to leave early
Would be a selfish act
And I don't want to make my parents
Cry
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Non-FictionI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
