Did I leave?
Or was I left?
Are we waiting
For the end
Or is the end
Waiting
For us?
Is there an answer?And do I breathe
Or
Is the air pressed
Into my lungs?
Do we have
A choice?
We don't care
Is this an answer?I don't know
I don't know
I don't know[but will i ever?]
And the leaves are dying
In autumn
And we are, too
But we don't
Know it
I don't know either
Is this an answer?Are we good?
What is good?
We wonder
All the good ones are leaving
All the good ones
Die young
We're still here
Is this an answer?I don't know
I don't know
I don't know[and you don't either]
But school is hard
And the end will be, too
We will break
But how?
But
How?
And when?
I don't know
Is this an answer?And we keep on
But there was
One thing I did know
When
We would shatter
Soon
Was this an answer?[yes]
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Poesiadid you ever wonder why we are so utterly desolately alone? [i did] © diamondsea_ 2019