Fri, 03/03/2017 - 17:18 -- raev

I'm not sure if I truly exist

And if I do I shouldn't

On this planet is to much pain

It's no wonder so many are insane

Why is pain everywhere?

And why do people truly care?

Does anything we do tuly matter?

Or is it all just for heavenly creatures that dont exist?

The whole world is mad with poer and greed

No wonder we are so insane

Competing with everyone for a future that might not exist.



I wrote this poem a few months back and was wondering if it was any good. What do you think of it?

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