I HATE LIFE ( A sad poem sort of thing )
I HATE LIFE ( A sad poem sort of thing )
No, I do not dislike my life.
I'm just not capable of accepting the fact that everyone,
including me, will die.
Life has no purpose, so why would I study?
Why would I want ... Anyting?
I'll be dead.
Sure, things can be fun,
But there is always this voice in my head,
thinking; Why would I?
And that makes me sad.
Sometimes such a thought just pops up in my head,
Whether it be at school, or anywhere.
At those moments,
(Especially when people insult me about things I like, or am proud of.)
I could literally cry, right then, right there.
But I don't, because there is no reason for it.
Just like for living.
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