A 15-year old’s poetry pt.5

If you stand at the edge
would you see
what I think about you and me
and not be afraid how deep it would be

One month ’til my first day in college stars, at my age all I do is question everything and everyone, my past and future life choices. What’s going through my mind right now if anything matters at all? If right or wrong makes sense at all and whether or not there is reason to everything happening?

Now listening to Mr. Probz, Nothing Really Matters. How’s life been to you guys? Leave a line below!

By me.


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