whats the point
Whats the point in living
everyone hates me
people pretend to care
only so they can use me
once i can no longer be used
they toss me away like trash
im useless
im trash
i dont have a reason
on staying here
no longer have the determination to live
i have no hope
i have no will to live
so whats the point
in living still
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world