Poem -

Life

~~as if my life wasn't enough
 to fulfill
 such a thought as to keep real
 on everything I thought okay
 that in boxes I keep sealed
 I'm slowly falling into things I never knew
 that I would
feel like I'm drowning somewhere in a pool
 I had to go through things like depression just to teach other people a lesson
 that life is really
 priceless
 no matter how far your meter of niceness
 people dont know how to appreciate this
 people don't realize what they have til its gone
 that when you're gone that's when they actually morn your loss
 and that your spirit will be so lost
 that you won't get to hear any of their condolences
 cause right now you feel motionless
 a thing that occurs when you believe you're hopeless
 somewhere the thought is that losing yourself
 may be painless
 but in your death you won't remain nameless
 maybe the angels will sing you a song
 just so you can continue on
 life can be something you live
 life can be something you love
 funny that  reading this
 and its nothing I feel but tough
 love
 from all these haters that bugged
 everything that I did
 no matter what i said
 yet most of them are dead
 I hope they really have nothing but good said
 and the bad unsaid
 because life was always overrated
 from the times their lives became out dated

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