A life worth living and a time worth fighting for.
Who are we to know what we are truly meant for.
Love, Hope, Joy, Sadness; they all are a part of what
it means to be living and to be alive.
Truly if life was just to have fun and do what you
want they there wouldn't be a reason to actually go on living.
To be connected to those that mean everything to you is a great thing.
To truly be yourself? Who knows the answer to that?
For you will always be you and I will always be me.
Nobody sees the connections to the hearts of others,
these connections are what allow you to truly know a person.
No human can actually see these connections,
so none of us truly know who a person really is.
This is the sight that people want but they can't.
They can't because they would use it to exploit others
and to hurt those that have no intentions of hurting others.
These is the sight.
The sight that is...
Author notes
This isn't really what would be called a poem, but in essence everything that a person could say could be counted as a poem.
Please tell me what you think
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I love it. It's deep and I can relate in ways. Nice write. Keep it up.
Love,
Your lil sis,
~Kayla
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To myself and all those that read this; I have a great deal to say and I want to say it, but I will not forse you to read this if you don't want to or any of my writings. Read what you want to read and if you don't read or comment on this it won't bother me.
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