There
Prove to me that you're still there,
And prove to me that you still care.
It's hard to put faith in what you can't see,
But let's just keep this between you and me.
Sometimes I have to question myself,
And other times, I question everybody else.
But never once did I question you,
And I think your turn is long overdue.
What are you really, besides a few powerful words,
Some trees, a couple people, and the fish and the birds?
I have believed in you since I could understand,
You gave life to the woman and also to the man.
Then you blessed me with the man who saved my life,
Then cursed me with the woman whom I now I have to fight.
So are you really someone who cares,
Or are you just something we say is there?
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KaceyJaceyXD
I'm a sophomore in this little town in Georgia that most of you probably haven't even heard of. Reading and writing has always been my life, but it's only been in the past few years that I've honed in on poetry. Now, I vent through it! I also have a passion for photography and community service. I would like to teach when I get out into the real world. My tidbit of advice for any and everyone would be don't take life too seriously, nobody makes it out alive anyways! Haha, have fun trolling around my profile. :) I have a wattpad, too! It's under the username KaceyJaceyXD, so hit me up there. :D
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