the place
Do I want to know?
I am broken
Can someone heal me???
I'm dying
and I can't live like this any longer
The person who ever invented
to describe feelings is
nuts.
Some one told me once
that if you are happier in an
other place or in other circumstances
why bother to be happy
less than where you could be
Is it rather useless
Don't you think?
So what's purpose of life?
Just living?
If you know there is going to be
a hundred more obstacles
a thousand more misunderstandings
and a lot more heart-breaking
depressions and people
leaving
you
behind?
In my opinion
we should all
die
and not be miserable
and destroying the earth.
Wouldn't the world bee
a lot more peaceful
without all the humans
inside it
destroying it?
Well I hope you are happy
with your pointless life
and all your misery
all your hate
and insecurities
Ingezonden door
Rosanne
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