Die.

It seems in todays society that everyone is broken or damaged in some way or another.

There is a time at least once in our lives where we wanted to die. Die because we are weak and can't comprehend the obstacles that life throws our way. Die because we have had enough of living, because living was a struggle. Die because we are already half dead, just zombies, oblivious to what is happening around us, getting up to the same old day. There seems to be no end to it.

But fortunately for us, we all die eventually.

Author Notes: A little poem i worte quickly late at night lmao. Enjoy and give me some feedback :)

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