Why?
Why do I have to be this way?
Why do i have to be a disappointment?
I do the best that I can.
I try to do my work.
I try to focus on school, my friends, family, but I can't.
I CAN'T.
I try, I really do, but all that ever seems to matter is nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Nothing seems good enough,
right?
Why do I feel this pain?
Why do I feel this absolute torture of living?
When it seems like no one likes you,
seems like no one cares,
like they don't even give a thought
about how you feel.
It's just so painful.
Life is just so painful.
How can I live when every breath
is just another second of torture?
When every thought is just another heartbreak?
How can I live with this pain?
Why do i have to live with it?
Why?
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Authors note:
Again. Another dark one. Same as the two before. They were all written within the same time period of my life, but this is the last one for the foreseeable future, I promise.
YOU ARE READING
Wind In The Rain
PuisiThe is a book of some poems that I wrote. Most are emotional. WARNING: Some of the are dark, this is your only warning
