Creative Writing

Existence

I walk down the line

thinking about people that were just a blur

thinking about time

wondering if I am sure

I know I have not existed that long

I wish I was laying on a cloud

I know everyone else is gone

My heart is beating loud

How will I ever make it alone

Now all I do is sing sad songs

My love has never shown

I know I do not belong

I told a lie

Let me die

– By Sierra Drury

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