Black Poetry : Why Am I Here?

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May 10, 2003
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Nunya Bidness, New York
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Livin' and lovin' and doin' my thang
Do I actually have a purpose as I am told I do?
Am I needed to make a difference in some other person's future?
Since I don't know what my purpose is and I have yet to cease the shedding of tears,
Can somebody please tell me, why am I here?

My personal life is literally nonexistant
To let someone know how I feel is hard, so in doing so I'm hesitant
I don't feel I'm appreciated as I should be
Even making an honest friend is a process in itself
Can someone tell me, is there a need for me?

Every day I cry and there's a sullen look on my face
Is it hard to believe that my emotional being is a terrible disgrace?
If I smile, will it light up the world,
Or rather the room, where there is left only one memory of my girl?

I'm trying to survive, but probably not hard enough
Living my life is hard as it is,
I wonder how people can make it if their lives are so rough
If I talk to God, will He make my mission clear,
Or will I wake up one morning, not being noticed by others, and find out, overnight, I vanished and disappeared?
 
it's easy to feel like there is no meaning
no reason for your being
that you don't matter
and can't climb up the ladder
eye lenses of pain
over and over again
your purpose can't be found
and no one hears your sound
you've got to be patient
you've got to have faith
that your being on earth
is not a mistake
hold on
be strong
there will be reprieve
you've got to believe
 

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