The name of this poem is "Do I Exist?" it has a PG-13 rating. The poem is also not dedicated to anyone, and criticism is allowed.
00:18, February 16, 2015 (UTC)
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Would it be so bad if I didn’t exist? Maybe if I didn’t exist,
then you could live life how you would like to?
I don’t see why I can’t exist, You make it seem like I’m not actually
there. You pull everyone away from me it seems.
Why would you do that? You used to say you loved me…
Where did that go? I can’t see it anymore
Certainly not in how you don’t talk to me at all, or do your best to
alienate me. What happened to the love
you used to feel? Nay, I don’t want you back, not after this,
this saddens me, more than a year and a half,
I existed. And it has taken a single day to destroy that. I used to
think that you would be forever; but I can see
I was wrong. It seems like you’ve pulled others away from
me; she won’t talk to me anymore. It seems
like they won’t talk to me anymore; what happened?
What happened to the person that wanted to be friends ever after?
I’m not sure she’s there anymore, I’m not sure that she
ever existed? Thank you, for what you didn’t
teach me; because I learned that lesson well. Thanks for listening
even though you won’t say thank you. Thanks
or being there, as much as you could. Now you’ve disappeared
and I can’t tell why. But it makes sense. What.