Why are you here.
Why aren't you where your supposed to be.
Why aren't you where the grass is greener and the wild flowers wilder.
Where the sun shines brighter and the breeze is what keeps people at ease.
Why aren't you where you want to be.
Where whether you live is not the question,
but how.
Where this world is just a dream and the next life is your future.
Why are you still here my darling,
Why?
Are you here because you have something to give,
Something to learn,
Something to get off your chest
Or are you here like the tide
Flowing and ebbing through this world and the next
If this is so I pray that you find your home,
So you don't have to be here.
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