Looking through every bit of anger built inside

What shall I do with my life?

Some not wanting to exist anymore

Or to do with anything is this century

One thing comes to mind

How are they to know if they are not loved?

Are they loved at all?

Is that the reason wanting to not exist

Everyone should be loved

Sometimes I feel that way

I guess it’s everything that I put forth with my life

Who knows?

Some people don’t realize I help my family

But what they don’t know and understand is that love is the number one key

The key to your heart

And without that love, there is no tomorrow

So as I am writing these words

They depend on life

Sometimes I will believe it myself

Sometimes I don’t know

Every time I’m away

I feel like going home

So if that’s not love then I don’t know what is

Love should be cherished with every memory

And everything else that is going into the future

So I am saying now

If you don’t have love

Then find it and meet up with it

      Because if you don’t it will be lost forever