WhyA Poem by One Last Drop...Why is it so easy;
To die and not to live?
Why doesn’t it make you uneasy? Why is it so hard to live? Why do we cry; When it is so easy to laugh? Why don’t we try; To put the bad things past? Why must we cling to death? When we should rejoice for life? Why do we hold our heads, In our hands, through strife? Why do we suffer so? Why do we have it so bad? Why do we just want to; Sit and cry? Why so sad? “Why” in this world of pain; Means everything to those who care; About those who live in cold and rain; It's not their choice. Life is not fair. © 2008 One Last Drop... |
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One Last Drop...Perth, AustraliaAboutHi! Here's a little bit about me... I'm almost 20, studying to be a high-school English teacher. I work as a swimming teacher whenever possible, and I write a lot of fanfiction. My favourite mus.. more..Writing
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