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what's the point? (bitterness)

by Kalikala Smith

this saunter santer world around us
what's the point of being here?
we live with what we feel excites us
is it really all that clear?

this is just all rubbish.
this is just a game.
nothing in this cold, dark world of ours is really worth the pain.

saunter sinner over here.
let me lookyoudown.
you've judged me so i'll judge you.
we've both obtained the crown.

what's the point anyways?
we all just die in the end.
give me one good reason to be here now
and i'll call you a "goodfriend"

this stupid rambling
has got to stop
before i lose my mind.
oh wait,
that's already happened
so i guess it's just that time.

04/05/2003

Author's Note: this sucks... i'm not in a good mood apparently

Posted on 04/05/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by John Harder on 04/06/03 at 05:17 AM

i know the feeling.

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