The longest darkest grieve

I need no memories to retrieve

I've reached the end of the beginning

I'm stuck already no ways of returning

Wrong choices pointless regretness

I'm a natural born stupid

The lackest lack of awareness

I'm a natural lost cupid

It's someone I'll never ever be

It's the only fate I could never see

It's something I'll never ever get

It's the only thing I could never forget

Am I worth all this?

Is it meant to be?

Pointless words I could only say

It's sad to know that this is the only way

For something that's already IT..

For something that's meant to be..

For something that's worth it..

And I know I'm worth it..

It's just one of those things.......

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100% By Dee

Dear no one,

Okie, so, let's see what we got here, ahh, another miserable poem about myself called "Is It Meant To Be?" Well, gez it's pretty obvious though..It's a matter of rage, that rushed into my blood and vein, what else? It's about my love-life and the pityness..

Oh, here we go again. So, u know I've always felt weird about myself. Especially when it comes to romance, it's like I've always been dumped by love, love has never come to me gently, and it has always ended sad, tragic, and ironic. Does love hate me or what? lolsz..

Well, despite all, maybe I'm worth all dis misery and pain, and maybe it is meant to be..dats y I made dis poem. I could never get what I want, and dats it, end of story, lolsz..

Well, gotta repeat the last line of my poem, "it's just one of those things..." lolsz..until then, I'm out.