This Is Why Poem by Christopher Rue

This Is Why



i was once something to be spoken of.
something of a good heart and character.
i was once something to be but now im nothing and its all because of me.
these words i speak are true nothing to get all mix up about my life is what makes these words something to take caution of.
i was once something good until something tainted me.
i saw those evil things people always warned me of.
but as i tell you now i didnt quite listen and this is why i was once and not still.
i was something quite happy but always wanted more until that fatel night i learned a lesson.
this is why i was and not still this is why im here and not there and this is why.

Saturday, June 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
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Christopher Rue

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