A Poem

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It's a start...

Sometimes, I look inside of me
And wonder how could this be?
I look up at the road ahead
And wonder if I'd be better off dead

I think about all the people that seem to like me
I wonder how can this be?
I feel like I don't deserve anything
Why can't the people see?

Deep down I feel worthless
A waste of life, so useless
A downright no good being
With a downright no good feeling

But I know that this isn’t real
These are just feelings I feel
I know that there’s a better day
Coming straight down my way

These bad feelings aren’t real, are they?
Are they just something that plagues my day?
Are they something that will eventually fade away?
Or are they something that’s here to stay?

~Emily

Yippie yie yay.