Why Is Life...... Poem by jesica reeder

Why Is Life......



why is life so harsh
why cant it be fair
why does it seem like something and become something else
i dont get it
whats the point
i mean its filled with pain
filled with hurt
filled with guilt
filled with everything you could think of.....

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jesica reeder

jesica reeder

missouri
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