More poems by xxmcr-fangrrlxx

Life

Life is a precious thing,
Wasted away by humans,
Doing nothing,
Waiting for it to end.

To sit down,
Do what we can to pass the time,
We do crazy things,
We commit a crime.

Do whatever we can to mess it up,
Everything we plan for in our lives,
We are guest in this world,
We keep going down,
When we should go up.

I do every day of my life,
While keep going down,
i look up and stare,
No one cares,
But i still go down,
Wishing to go up.
Poem by xxmcr-fangrrlxx