Why are they so happy?
Doesn't make sense to me
Am I even alive?
Can they even see me?
Did I already die
And nobody told me?
How can they smile
When I feel so unhappy?
We are a family
But it seems they forgot to include me
I'm just a body
Takin up space
I'm just a presence
I'm just a face
I have no meaning
I hold no value
Why do they even pretend
They give a shit about me?
How can they smile
Holding the weight of their sins
Knowing all the things that they did?
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Attempting Poetry
PoetryI love poetry, so this is MY attempt at writing eloquent words in broken lines! {{Warning: Mature content}}
