Hi people!! I got bored today and I really felt like writing some poetry so umm... I did. Hope you like it!!!

Flash Kindi

The Point in Living

What's the point in living anymore?

To have friends?

What friends?

I've been abandoned.

I'm now forgotten.

There's someone new.

She is so much better.

If only I could show how I feel!

But no, it's to dangerous.

So I stand here,

With a knife in hand.

Should I go?

Yes, nobody will notice.

No, they will worry.

Oh, what to do?

What's the point in living?

Of course, now I see.

To love to the end.

So I drop the knife,

And listen to it fall.

I'm glad I'm not gone.

The point in living,

is to love to the end,

and always live to the fullest

til the day of death.