Why is it that we speak before we think?
Why is it that we make mistakes?
Why is it that we cant help but be bitches?
Why is it that we kick people when they're down?
Why is it that they want to rule us?
Why is it that they get to say whats right and wrong?
Why is it that they say things beind our backs?
Why is it that they dont understand us?
Why is it that i am losing everyone i love?
Why is it that i bother?
Why is it that i did those things?
Why is it that i am always sad , for no reason?
Why?
Because thats the way the world works
... i just found this poem today. i wrote it exsactly 2 years ago
i thought i would post it and show you a newly added part.
Why is it that when we are young the world seems against us?
Why is it that every word makes such a difference?
Why is it that we worry over things that don't matter at all?
Why is it that no one saw how much pain i was in?
Why is it that no one tried to save me from myself?
Why is it that i look back, two years on, and cant relate to any of this?
Why?
Because when life closed my door i opend a window.
- love xo
Why is it that we make mistakes?
Why is it that we cant help but be bitches?
Why is it that we kick people when they're down?
Why is it that they want to rule us?
Why is it that they get to say whats right and wrong?
Why is it that they say things beind our backs?
Why is it that they dont understand us?
Why is it that i am losing everyone i love?
Why is it that i bother?
Why is it that i did those things?
Why is it that i am always sad , for no reason?
Why?
Because thats the way the world works
... i just found this poem today. i wrote it exsactly 2 years ago
i thought i would post it and show you a newly added part.
Why is it that when we are young the world seems against us?
Why is it that every word makes such a difference?
Why is it that we worry over things that don't matter at all?
Why is it that no one saw how much pain i was in?
Why is it that no one tried to save me from myself?
Why is it that i look back, two years on, and cant relate to any of this?
Why?
Because when life closed my door i opend a window.
- love xo
3 comments:
Why is it that we don't ask for help and support when we need it? I am always here for you - no matter what. xxxxxxxx
maybe because those who were going through stuff didnt want to dissapoint further.
we all remember how bad my grades were in year 8...
but don't worry i'm all good now.
its such a dark poemy thingyy haha
LOVE YOU xoxox
Off accross the seas now to the Apple Isle. The only one we disappoint is ourselves. Remember my love is and always will be unconditional. Can't wait to hear about your French sojourn. xxxxxxxx
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