A poem written by Renee' Summers, when she was really down and her cancer was affecting her moods...
We live and we die
Does anyone notice it?
Did we ever live?
Or we just passed by?
What if we say? “good morning?”
But everybody understands “good night”?
What if we see the sun?
But everybody is seeing the moonshine?
What if we say? “I love you”
But everybody understands “I don’t care”?
What if we reach out our hand to offer?
But everybody gets scared?
What if we try to speak?
But nobody seems to hear?
What if we think we’re close?
Just too finally find out we’re not even near?
What if we are nice?
But we only cause wonders?
What if we offer companionship?
But we only become a burden on someone’s shoulders?
What if we offer warmth?
But nobody appreciates our softness?
What if we try to be gentle?
But everybody takes is as weakness?
What if we try to make a difference?
But everybody compares us with someone they knew before?
What if we don’t make sense?
What to ever try for?
What is real?
And what is fake?
When does freedom
Become a mistake?
What if we are what we are?
But everybody sees something else?
What if we are who we are?
But nobody gives a damn?
What if we have to always explain why?
Is it worth to even try?
At last but not at least,
Is it worth to even exist?