Why must it be like this?

by Viktim   Mar 3, 2005


Why does my life have to be this way?
i cant even sleep through the night to see the day.
i dont even know where to begin.
maybe hiding my hurt underneath my skin.
my life seems to have no purpose, so why do i even live?
i want to give up almost every moment i breathe, i wish my life, i could give.
i have no where to go, not even home.
i want to run away, fly away, and just be alone.
why must it be like this?
why must it be like this?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Amanda

    I like this poem, that question runs through my head every second of everyday. I think life is a mission, it's like a big puzzle on this earth that we walk on.