I think of you and how you
Make me feel like life has meaning.
Possibly, the God my parents pray to
Really does exist.
I mean, I can't believe you weren't made by design,
Not when I can't get you off my mind.
To be honest, you make me feel alive.
Existentialism. Romanticism. Transcendentalism. Atheism. Rationalism. Humanitarianism. Veganism. Equalism. All these isms are isms in which I have an interest. I express this interest via poetry and rambles, essays and jumbled messes. I'm a 22 year old from the midwest without a clue. Join me, stick around, and maybe we'll find one together.
1 comment:
it should be sung
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