kerstie

I ONCE HAD A LIFE


I once had a life,
But then I got stabbed by a knife,
Why did it have to be me?
All I had to is count to 3.


Even though I hated my life,
There was no need for that,
People are crazy in this world,
But really it was fate.


What is fate?
Nobody really knows,
But people believe in it any way,
But why?


Now there's a question,
Everybody hated me,
Well that's how I felt,
I just couldn't get anyone.


Even though I put it on myself,
That is to get stabbed in the back,
There was still no need to,
Just take my life.


I hate you,
I hate you all,
I hate my life,
I hate this world.


It makes me go crazy,
I wish I could sort out my life,
Perhaps I could come back alive,
BUT NO I had to DIE.



I once had a life,
But I got stabbed by a knife,
Why did it have to be me?
All I had to do is count 1, 2, 3.




By Kerstie Dell...





Poetry by kerstie
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Written on 2006-09-12 at 15:51

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Dani
woah! deep!!! emo again!! loving it
2006-09-12