My Family and My ExistenceA Poem by RoseA poem I wrote a while ago, I'm not sure if it entirely makes sense.
I feel like my entire life is worthless
Like my very existence is meaningless. I seem to make things better instead of worse, Maybe is it because I've been cursed? My friends and family are the reason for my existence, And if it wasn't for them I would not be here now. They are my life, my soul, my everything. But there is one thing that they will never hear me do, That is to hear me sing.
© 2012 RoseAuthor's Note
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