Sometimes Poem by Shannon Martin

Sometimes...
Sometimes i sit and wonder,
do i really deserve to be here?
why does my life exist, i ponder.
why are some so happy?
and others so sad?
how can it be?
Things like that, make me mad.
Is there life beyond limits?
If life is the question...
Then why am i in it?

I try and search for answers
some live so long.
Others die natural, and of disease and cancers
Then their life does not go on.
No one deserves to die.
Some hate their life,
then there is always that question...why?
I don't want to grow old...
but i want to be that perfect wife!