Emotions

Here is a quick poem about emotions.

Why the fuck do they exist?

I feel so much at once and I want to end it. 

Can I end it? Not just the emotions but my whole life?

I feel so pathetic even talking about this strife

in my head that won't go away.

Please give me a valid reason to stay.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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