LifeA Poem by Becca
Life is odd.
It's different for everyone. Some are handed everything. Some are handed nothing at all. Everyone has to work to get where they want to be. Some have to work more than others. Life seems to be unfair. It's defined by many, in different ways, What amazes some the most, Is how society accepts the ways of life, Even when it's morally wrong. We don't think about anything or anyone, Other than ourselves. One life, the outcome from it, Can change everything around it. Think about it, If something went differently, Would you be where you are now? Most likely not. Why? Simply because, life is odd. Life simply is.
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1 Review Added on January 30, 2014 Last Updated on February 28, 2014 AuthorBeccaRochester, NYAboutI'm 23 and I write poems to keep me sane. Poems are my way of getting out how I feel. When I'm upset, I tend to write more. But there are times where I will get randomly inspired and write something c.. more..Writing
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