Sometimes in life, things just don't go right. We feel like things are over, like life is dead. We wish we could start over, but we sadly realize we can't. crying dosen't solve anything, it never has, it never will. You promise yourself it will be the las time. The last time you shed a tear. But even you know that its a lie. You can't stop crying, you have no control. You're just a puppet in lifes game. A piece in a game of chess, one wrong move, and you're gone. We are just a game, so why shouldn't we play? Why shouldn't we cry?
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem when I was really sad, because things just weren't going my way, and it sound weird, and everrtime I read, I try to remember what I was thinking but I cant..:)
Birth sign: Aries
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