The World With Me

i came to this world to be sad
i came to this world to cry
the world with me became bad
and the pain of life is all mine

the world started to burn
started being hotter
in the day that i was born
i was brought here to suffer

birds stopped singing
flowers didnt smell
from all the hate that i bring
because i came from hell

the world without me was better
the world was fine
everyhting will be good later
in the day that ill die

poem by Qendresa Ulaj
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