![]() Untitled 2A Poem by Carrie ManorTell me what my purpose is, who am I suppose to be? I’m tired of trying, cause I can never find the median that’s me. Love is a lost art, and books and knowledge are becoming second to last. Who am I suppose to be? I feel chained to distant memories and places I’ll never go. I thought you were the one and you’d set me free. But I’m chained, a slave to desolate loneliness. I drag these memories, I know only I can set me free. I thought you were the one I thought we were meant to be. Tell me what my purpose is, who am I suppose to be? what am I meant to be. I’m tired of trying, cause I can’t find the light. I know I only can set me free. Love is a lost art. Tell me what my purpose is, who am I suppose to be? I’m tired of trying, cause I can never find the median that’s me. © 2014 Carrie Manor |
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Added on September 18, 2014 Last Updated on September 18, 2014 Author![]() Carrie ManorAboutBonjour! My name is Carrie Manor. Believe it or not but I’m eighteen years old. I’m not to particular fond of computers or the internet, but I enjoy this opportunity to share my writing a.. more..Writing
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