This Is My Life Poem by Art Box

This Is My Life



Is there something I do
That makes you want to believe I never existed?
I there something I say
That makes you forget my presence?
Is there something I feel
That makes you hate my moments on earth?
Is there something wrong with the way I live my life
That makes you not want to care for me?

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