seajay davis


? - Poem by seajay davis

Was i made out of passion, desire, or action
Why was i put on this planet
Do i have a purpose or not
Why am i here i ask that question every day
I sit in my room and cry myself to sleep
Why do people say what they say
Nobody knows how much it hurts
They just sit there and point and laugh they don't know my past
I have no reason to live so somebody kill me fast


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010



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