Maybe i dont really know what life is
Perfection was what i looked in life
But people say it doesnt exist
So what am i doing living
Others say life is based on love
Love was something i once had
But it was taken away from me some time back
Now im heartless like an alien
So why am i living
I keep asking myself everyday
But i never got an answer
We keep searching for things we dont have
Finding ourselves things we crave
Constantly thinking about the past
Something that will never last
No one understands what life really is
And we think we are superior than another.
-f.f.f
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Poetry| p o e t r y | sometimes you just need to write a poem to let yourself free. Highest rank| #1 in poetrycontest [15.06.19]
