Why Are You Here?

I am everywhere and nowhere at the same time. 

I wrestle with  sleep and strange dreams. 

You may wonder why I’m weeping, and the answer is simple:

I am all alone. 

There are men who only want sex,

and it saddens me to say

that I have friends who don’t know who I am.

Portions of people have collected at the bottom of my heart, 

and for this reason it is hard to clean. 

I am torn between wanting to be understood 

and wanting to have peace.

I don’t think that life can go both ways. 

If you get too close I’ll wonder why you’re here.

Nobody stays for the right reasons. 

Poet: Stefanie Parrott

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