What's the point?
What's the point?
you practice your hardest
devote all your time and effort
just to get told you didn't make it
then your dreams are crushed
you don't want to sing ever again
you never make it
they always do
they're prettier
or get the better grades
i hate it
why can't this world be equal?
what did she have that i didn't?
i hate this
i'm quitting
it's too much heartbreak
i can't hold on much longer
i'm sorry
i am gone
done
i quit
never to use my voice for singing again
poem by Marissa Ford
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