Earth will shine
like the planets in the sky
Filled with people
I've always wondered why
Why make people
when you know what they'll do
The only real people
are me and you
The rest are fake
filled with hate
In a blood red world I wake
Now you're late
It's just me here.
After so long
almost a year
I'm ready
Why do they think
I'm steady?
Haven't I asked them for help
so many times?
Why are we here?
Why is this happening?
Why, why, why?
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Author:
Screaming goat (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Like if you've ever felt this way.
- Category: Religion
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