Trying to Think

by Chelsea   Jul 29, 2005


Useless tears pouring from tragic eyes as I watch you point and stare
Feelings of self-beauty turing into self-doubt realizing you don't even care
What's the point in make up? it just runs from my eyes
What's the point in loving? the feelings always die
What's the point in living? if were all destined to death
What's the point in crying? it's just a waste of breath

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  • 18 years ago

    by sibyllene

    Hey, thanks for your comment on my poem! i like this one of yours, especially the last four lines. they have a good pattern and rhythm, and the mood is powerful enough. good job

  • 18 years ago

    by Vixs

    Its short but its to the point and it flows well, good job

  • 18 years ago

    by Brokeback

    Nice writing!

    xxx

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