I wonder
Sometimes i sit and wonder
If my life ever truly mattered
If i died would all my friends be gathered?
Or would they sit in the back and chatter
Would anyone miss my laughter?
Or if i was alive but slowly
Shattered
Who would stay?
Who would scatter even faster knowing
I was a disaster
Would anyone break the pattern?
Or bring back my laughter?
Just come here and tell me
My life has always mattered.
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