I know it's a new day,
But it's starting to feel old.
As we wait in silence,
For the new stories to unfold.
I sometimes wonder why,
Why it is I still do this,
Live this life of misery,
In which others find only great bliss.
I don't know why I haven't given up,
Ended the pain, as I know I could.
But it all brings me to one question,
The single question that always stood.
What would my life be worth,
When all things are added together?
No, I wouldn't be remembered,
I would be lost in the stormy weather.
Forgotten amongst the other souls,
Who chose to end their own pain.
Trapped forever with those,
Who had all there was to gain.
So I have chosen to go on,
Despite all the odds there are.
I will shine forever,
Even if I'm not the brightest star.
After all, it is the toughest times,
And the hardest hours,
When the false friendships are broken,
And the true are driven to the extent of their powers.
Maybe after all this time,
We will all finally find,
The friendships that will really,
Grace us in their bind.
A/N:
Yeppers, yet another poem.
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