Why do I bother trying
Why do I bother getting my hopes up when I know it will all end up the same as it was
Why do I grab on to the little things and hope that they will somehow mean something
What's the point of all of it when I know what I do is all for nothing
I'm just trying to get things I can't possibly reach
Maybe camp will help
Maybe a week away from everything will help me
Maybe a week full of physical pain will make me forget about the emotional
I wont know till I get back
But.....
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Random Poetry And Random Thoughts
Alteleyup just random poetry some feelings and stuff too
