Nothing

Nothing

A Poem by The_emo_kid

The days are melding together,
I don't know what's real. How can I exist,
when all seems surreal? Life isn't funny,
life isn't fair. How can we know this, if life isn't there?
Why are we here? What is it all for? 
If you have lived your life, to the fullest extent.
Can you look back and tell us, what the hell it all meant?

© 2010 The_emo_kid


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The_emo_kid
I'm currently working on this one ^^

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Added on July 18, 2010
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