Goodbye
Why am I thinking so hard about life?
People walk their lives rough or smooth
But mine, I walk like a blind man
My life is just becoming too complicated
Why am I alone from the rest of the world?
Will I reach my dream like the others?
I am lost at my own thoughts
Deciding who I am and who I wan to be
This is not part of my life; it is the way I walk
This part would be the hardest: live or die
My options are very limited in my life
What will I really want to choose?
Giving up my life for the others to be happy
I think that would be my best excuse for dying
No one will really know until the days come
But once I die will I be forgotten?
Would the others want me back again?
My best and simple answer is NO
I made their lives complicated enough
It ends here with my first and last poem
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