What's the point?
Why am I still here?
Please tell me,
Is it just for you to get a laugh?
I am in pain,
What's so great about me?
I trying helping i make it worse,
I try eating for others,
I make it worse,
I've been alive for almost 17 years,
And it feels like i'm dying,
It feels like there's nothing left,
No love,
No hope,
So please tell me,
Why am I here?
when all I want to do is die,
Oh,
shit sorry,
I forgot i'm not supposed to say shit like this,
so let's just say " today as amazing"
I "smiled"
I" lived"
YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants