sloppy writing, sorry.
mind explosion.
or what i am.
or where i am.
or why i am.
i don't know why i live on this street.
or in this town.
or in this state.
or in this country.
or in this world.
i don't know what my life has in store for me.
or if it does have anything at all.
i might be some girl that only means a little.
or just some girl that means nothing at all.
i sit here on my bed.
in my room
in my house
writing.
writing these words
wondering
if i'm even good at this
if i'm good at anything.
why am i here?
what makes me so important
that i have to live another day?
how am i different?
different from the rest of the 16 year old girls in the world
16 year old girl in the world who write poetry
to get something out of it
or to just relieve all the pain and the stress.
every person in the world goes through things.
some are small, and some are big.
but in the end
someone's problems are always bigger than ours
even though, it seems that our problems are the biggest.
bigger than anything and everything in the world
maybe we just can't handle it.
and it seems like we know nothing.
like all the knowledge in our minds just evaporate.
but there is one thing i'm sure of
and that is this:
i am who i am.
i am what i am.
i am where i am.
i am why i am.
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Written on 2008-12-01 at 02:19
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mind explosion.
i am
i don't know who i am.or what i am.
or where i am.
or why i am.
i don't know why i live on this street.
or in this town.
or in this state.
or in this country.
or in this world.
i don't know what my life has in store for me.
or if it does have anything at all.
i might be some girl that only means a little.
or just some girl that means nothing at all.
i sit here on my bed.
in my room
in my house
writing.
writing these words
wondering
if i'm even good at this
if i'm good at anything.
why am i here?
what makes me so important
that i have to live another day?
how am i different?
different from the rest of the 16 year old girls in the world
16 year old girl in the world who write poetry
to get something out of it
or to just relieve all the pain and the stress.
every person in the world goes through things.
some are small, and some are big.
but in the end
someone's problems are always bigger than ours
even though, it seems that our problems are the biggest.
bigger than anything and everything in the world
maybe we just can't handle it.
and it seems like we know nothing.
like all the knowledge in our minds just evaporate.
but there is one thing i'm sure of
and that is this:
i am who i am.
i am what i am.
i am where i am.
i am why i am.
Words by sgaunt
Read 779 times
Written on 2008-12-01 at 02:19
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