From the moment you're born, you begin to die, In the first laughter dwells the first tears, When you learn to love, you learn to hate, When you learn joy, you learn the presence of sadness. Every joy enfs and the darkness ssoon begins. Dusk comes, and you feel colder for the heat you felt. The suns sets, the laughing stops, The love turns bitter and the sadness deepens. Thank you for teaching me this. Thanks for the pain you gave me to numb the pain. Thank you for beating me inside until I couldn't feel it. Thank you for making sadness out of joy, and darkness out of light. Thank you for making the cold warmer because I couldn't feel the sun. Thank you for making sorrow joyful because I never laughed. Thank you for taking away anything that could've made me human.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this on a bad, bad New Years Eve, to my family.
After being ditched by a friend to go to a party, I was stuck alone at home with my family, and '99 rolled in rather anti-climactically, this after a day of fighting with my mom, and I realised after new year's eve that I don't feel. I didn't care I was rejected by a friend, and I wasn't dsorry for fighting with my Mom.... yeah... it is kinda pathetic.
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