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The reason to exist

I know a shameful child like me is not welcomed
I am a really useless person
I am cursed by my bloodbond
But I am not talanted like the other people are
I am not smart or athletic
Everybody often talk about how useless I am
But I want to become stronger
But I didn\'t have enough courage
That\'s why I am such a shameful person
My heart is twisted
My parent\'s want to stop apologize
You wanted a child to be proud o right?
A child who is much stronger
I shouldn\'t be near them
Probably the reason for m birth doesn\'t exist
Even when I tried to belive in the reason for my existence
I will eventually lose it
I am very bold because I am still living my useless life

We\'re all searching for the reason of life
With our own hands, because maybe there is no reason for life
Everyone hopes and tries so hard to find a reason of existence
The reason of birth, of staying with someone, of existence
Beliving we have to find them all with our own hands
Like finding a place for ourselves in dreams, in jobs, in people
The reasons we conclude may be indefinate and fragile
We may lose it too, but even so we want a reason
As long as I am alive I want too...
If possible I want to find a reason of existence within a person
Within someone
I want to be able live my life for someone, a person that welcomes you
Even in the hardest times
I will live my life full capcity
It\'s ok to be bold
Because to live boldy is proof that you\'re living the full exent of your life
Can I find a reason too? I hope I can someday
I want to say, that I was born to be with you
Someone special are waiting fo those words
I just have to find him




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Publicerad 2006-07-18 21:04



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