what am i doing here?
why do people care?
its not like i am worth anything,
i can't do anything except write,
and most of them are depressing,
they just make people sad,
what am i doing here,
it seems people just want me here to make me unhappy,
their is nothing i need here,
nothing i want, nothing i can get,
so why don't they just let me die,
it will stop the worrying,
people can just get back to their lives,
so just let me go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think the fact that you ask these questions shows that you do care Katie. And you do want more. It's up to you to go get it. I wish I could send you strength through this stupid computer! ! Keep fighting. You are in my prayers Katie. Sincerely, Mary