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Purpose(A Poem)

Updated on November 8, 2011
Do you know me?
I bet you do not.
I'm in your classroom
That is not known for a lot.
Sure, I have sang
And performed in a show,
But I still own a name
That most don't know.
People sweetly say, "Hello,"
While I walk in the hall, But only out of habit;
They don't care for me at all.
I'm in a little group
While they're talking on their own.
I could only observe and listen
For I am left alone.
My purpose in life
Is yet to be found.
Sometimes I think
I belong in the ground.
Life goes on as I live,
It would still go on if I die.
The world won't stop and miss
Me, myself, and I.
Why am I here?
What am I to do?
Someone please tell me
My last request to you.


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      The Stages Of ME 6 years ago

      Your poem is so very sad and beautiful at the same time~ I hope you know how many know when just one soul is missing ~ You are loved and brave to share such reality ~ hugs