Destined
...‘Maybe I’m destined to be alone.
Maybe I have been chosen to live my life in solitude for all eternity.
Maybe I am to be forced to love everyone, and not receive any love in return.
Or maybe I’m destined to love and be loved, but I can never figure out if
someone really loves me because I’m not psychic and I can never truly know what is real.’
Fuck man, that shit’s deep.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world