I keep on smiling
Even though it's hurting
I keep on fighting
Even though it's tiring
Is my life worth living?
Am I worth keeping?
Am I worth loving?
My heart keeps bleeding
Seeing things changing
Life to me is lying
Telling me that everything has its meaning
But one thing for sure
I'm slowly breaking
My heart is aching
But wait, still, I'm loving
And so it is still worth trying and sacrificing.
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Poetry Collection
De TodoWriting is an art, pen is my sword and the speaker of my HEART. Because I can use it to MAKE YOU... or ...BREAK YOU...
