i wrote this whne i was 11 1/2 years old...i had serious problems...and i thought way too much about things back then...
tell me what you think peoples!

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WHY? Rheanon brooks 06/18/05 age: 11 ½

I need to see my destiny concealing the fear in me without all of the agony containing me from seeing the truth,
like I’m trapped in a booth with the doors jammed like I’ve just been slammed into doom but its too soon
for me to die.
Why am I alive? why do I thrive, when I know I’m just gonna die?
I am going through a change now I have to rearrange my life because I’m so confused.
I don’t know where I’m going if I’m catching if I’m throwing If I’m dull or if I’m glowing
I don’t know what my life is showing so I won’t live my life a lie.
Why am I alive? why do I thrive, when I know I’m just gonna die?
why do I live? Is it to give? Is it to take? for goodness sake! Is it to fly? I ask myself why! why do these things happen when I know I’m just gonna die!
Why am I alive why do I thrive when I know I’m just gonna die?
Why be alive?
Is it to make my life meaningful or a lie?
To make it seem full?
Why do these things? Why do birds sing? Why do things…why? WHY? Why am I alive why do I thrive when I know I’m just gonna die? Why why why do I thrive when I know I’m just gonna die?
It makes no sense henceforth, my proclamation
We go on living in this nation a lie. A lie!
We act like we’re not gonna die. Why?