So I am pretty bad at poetry
and this is also unedited i kinda just let my ideas flow because i needed a release from a bad day so... (i was not really happy with the final product) oh and ps. im not suicidal
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Why live when each breath becomes
but a laborious task
forced upon us
Why live when each day
Is spent in a haze of boredom
Is this really what our modern lives
Have become
Walk
With your head down
Walk
In the same endless, boring cycle
Is this what the world
Has become
Why do we live with such ambivalence
To those around us
Those who need us
Is this what
Life has become