Little Poem

Why you have to be
someone who should
never exist?

Why you are and
concurrently aren't existing at all?
You do contribute nothing,
however everyone remembers you.

You last deeply in
memory of those for who
you shoul mean nothing.

You ruin everything in spite
of you don't even touch anything.
You mean a lot for those who
you hurt the most.

There is a hope, but it seems
to be nothing concurrently.

That's a little poem I wrote yesterday, on my English lesson, I hope I didn't make any mistakes in it ~(￣▽￣)~