Its not really a poem but o well.....
I read a story, it really touched me. It was about...

I'm living for no purpose,
Yet dyeing for a reason...

She wonders why
why she just cant die...

From the day I was born
I was pronounced dead...

Cry these tears
never show them fears...

So many emotions
so hard to control...

This is it
the last thing ill write...

I'm sick of this life
and if it were my choice...

You'll never see these tears,
never know my fears...

Every days another heart break,
I wish i could just wake...

Sometimes i pray,i pray
that i never wake...

I think I'm in love
and this time its for real...