Quite often I find myself wondering,
Questioning my existence
Is all the pain and drama worth it?
Every hurtful word,
Every tear,
Every cut,
Every bruise,
Every cigarette,
Every bottle,
Every anything,
Is anything worth it?
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
Quite often I find myself wondering,
Questioning my existence
Is all the pain and drama worth it?
Every hurtful word,
Every tear,
Every cut,
Every bruise,
Every cigarette,
Every bottle,
Every anything,
Is anything worth it?
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