Unsure

To the ground my tears start to fall

One by one till it starts to pour

Making a pitter-patter sound on the ground

Like the rain does on a cool fall day

Making a tiny pool of their own around my feet

To the ground my tears start to fall

Fall for you, for us

Fall just because

Because I’m unsure anymore

Unsure about life

Unsure about why

Why I’m alive

Why I’m here

Why you care

Why they care

To the ground my tears fall

Gathering in a puddle

A Puddle who has now grown

Grown from something little to something big

As I stand and star to the sky unsure

Unsure of everything

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was writen on March 15, 2013

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