Friday, July 29, 2022

Joy Stealer.

It feels like an F
The things that fill my eyes now

I feel like cowering down
than watch my words fall to the ground

As if I didn't mean them
As if I had no strength

But just watching other people do well
at this very moment
is withdrawing a big sum of strength;
Like something that is stolen

Their stories make me happy
I am so glad they are blessed
But they also make me scared
what if I'm the worst that's been bred.

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