Everyone thinks I have no life
But they don't know that I have one
It's full of misery and sadness
My life is something you wouldn't want
My life isn't full of happiness
It has many ups and down
Turning on roads
Never to be found
Do I even have a life?
If I don't know the meaning of mine
What is it truly then?
My life
Isn't something figured out
Yet to be
But with this life
I don't know where I will go
Set upon a path
That will never bring me back
A dangerous journey
That will take a long time to finish
But it's not something I want to finish
But my life is something
That I want to end
I know it's not right
To lose my life like that
But maybe it's a gateway
For me to get a better life
For my life
Is not something anyone would ever
Want my life
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Hidden Inside (A Poem Book) (On Hold)
PoetryIt's all Hidden Inside. Deep within this poem book. Feelings of disparity to happiness. Depression to smiles. The journey within. Through my poems. By, Raya Bhuiyan
